Seniority

Five hundred years—enough for seas to turn into mulberry fields!

Xiao Yun felt somewhat uneasy, somewhat fearful. Five hundred years was simply too long. Who knew what the outside world was like now?

What had become of the Chaos Holy Land?

Xiao Yun was deeply worried.

After all, quite a few elders of the Chaos Holy Land had been nearing the end of their lifespans. After five hundred years, were they still alive?

Thunder Ancestor was probably all right. After advancing to the Quasi-Emperor Realm, he had gained another thousand years of lifespan. Only half of that had passed.

But Undying Ancestor seemed to have had only this much time left. Had the old man advanced to the Quasi-Emperor Realm?

And his parents—their cultivation had not been high to begin with, and they had not reached the Transcendence Realm. They probably could not have endured five hundred years.

"Young friend, what other proof do you have that you are Dugu Qiubai?"

Dugu Shengtian's words pulled Xiao Yun back to himself.

Xiao Yun searched through his small world and took out Dugu Jian's identity token, along with Dugu Jian's demonic sword.

At this point, he no longer intended to hide anything from Dugu Shengtian and Dugu Qitian.

"Senior, my real name is Xiao Yun. I am the Holy Son of the Chaos Holy Land."

"Back then, my avatar took the name Dugu Qiubai and ventured through the Myriad Demon Battlefield. By chance, I entered Senior Dugu Jian's tomb and obtained his inheritance."

Xiao Yun spoke with great sincerity, recounting these matters one by one.

By now, there was no longer any need for him to conceal the truth.

After all, his strength was already invincible. He did not fear having his identity exposed at all.

"Xiao Yun?"

"The one from the