Those with keen eyes could all see it.
The West Sea Inheritance Grounds were a treasure land blessed by heaven itself, concealing the foundations of the Primordial Era's Human Path.
If they were divided up by the Buddhist Sect and the Divine Path like this, that would not do either.
Otherwise, why had the division not been settled even after several months? In truth, because fishing in troubled waters was currently more suitable for the Nine Heavens Cultivation Realm.
The greater the chaos, the more vigorous Fate Allotment became. If Humanity Providence was to rise, how could the Son of the Human Emperor not hasten to appear before all Cultivators?
Some people could no longer wait.
Others could stand quietly above the clouds and look down upon the world, but lifespan waited for no one.
Whether one behaved oneself and slumbered as in the past, or made some other desperate, all-out attempt, it all depended on having sufficient lifespan.
Without lifespan, what would the years after Nine Heavens become? What would the Heavenly Secrets of the Great Era become? All would be a stretch of yellow earth.
It was too illusory to be made real.
The West Sea Inheritance Grounds had drawn the attention of quite a few Cultivators.
The Divine Path was no exception.
Their Holy Spirit Ancestor had previously gone to the West Sea. They had originally wondered why, never expecting there to be an inheritance ground there as well.
"I wonder whether the Ancestor knows the origin of this inheritance ground."
Within the Divine Path Holy Spirit Lineage, a god with a lightning-mark manifested between his brows listened to the news outside and suddenly spoke.
"The Ancestor is still in seclusion. The Divine Spirit Supreme Treasure was lost, and no Heavenly Secrets were found elsewhere. Could it