"Boy, I'm about to disappear. There's still a little time left. Is there anything you want to ask?"
The Undying Daoist watched the cultivators repairing the seal below. After gently exhaling, he turned to Bai Yu and spoke slowly.
He knew Bai Yu probably had many questions.
Bai Yu paused at his words, then quickly understood what the Undying Daoist meant.
"I want to know what happened back then. What can I do to help her?"
Bai Yu weighed his words for a moment before speaking slowly.
The Undying Daoist smiled, a trace of reminiscence flickering across his face.
"Before someone can receive help, they must first ferry themselves across. I believe she has the ability to find her own way out, so you needn't take the initiative to do anything. Simply let time prove everything."
"As for the matter you mentioned, I cannot tell you. Losing our names bought peace for the Eternal Continent. If people like us recover our true names, you had better hope you have enough strength to face the calamity that comes with it."
The Undying Daoist spoke slowly.
Bai Yu instinctively looked at the seal below. Though the Undying Daoist had not spelled it out, he could still make a few guesses.
"Then are there others like you on the Eternal Continent, Senior?"
Bai Yu knew the question was somewhat presumptuous, but he wanted an answer. It concerned the future of this era.
The Undying Daoist did not seem to mind.
"Yes, but not many."
"Nearly all of them are the leaders of supreme powers, slumbering somewhere within their sects. Very few know of their existence. Likewise, if this era can pass peacefully, they will not awaken."
"Young friend, I know what you're thinking, but the world of this new era no longer suits