Upon the Six Paths Throne, all was silent.
Jiang Ding did not know what to say.
If they had been old friends from the past, Nascent Soul True Lords he had known and grown up alongside, he could have spoken of how they had fared over the years, what they had encountered, whether anything significant had happened.
But now?
What was there to say?
It seemed anything could be said, yet it also seemed nothing could be said.
In the end, he could only sigh softly.
"Did Tushan Central Court ultimately fail to produce a Spirit Transformation cultivator?"
Jiang Ding's heart regained its calm as he spoke lightly.
The most effective way to stop feeling melancholy, to avoid partings, seemed to be never forming bonds with anyone again. If one had never possessed something, then one naturally would not lose it.
His divine sense covered all of Tushan Central Court, yet he discovered not a single Spirit Transformation cultivator.
By now, old friends and Spirit Transformation cultivators were terms that largely overlapped. Old friends who had not reached the Spirit Transformation Realm had died who knew how many years ago; their lifespans had reached their limits, and they had failed to survive.
"Master."
"The Celestial Lords of Tushan Central Court have all gone to stand guard and fight at the East Sea Blood Demon Abyss. They are not in the Central Court."
Among the twelve maidservants, one Six-Tailed Fox Clan cultivator had the strongest aura. She was the head maidservant of the group, and she immediately said, "This includes seniors such as Celestial Lord Caiyu and Ice Snow Celestial Lord. They have yet to return."
Celestial Lord Caiyu?
Ice Snow Celestial Lord? Wasn't it Ice Blood?
Jiang Ding's heart stirred slightly, but another term caught his attention. "What is the