At this thought, Futian's eyes stirred slightly. "He bears the Chaos Law and the Great Thousand Creation Art. He can surely sail upstream through the river of time. Human Race, could it be that you are waiting as well..."
"That is not right either. He has already performed Dao Sacrifice; he must reclaim his immortal power before he can do it. The Human Race would not do something so foolish."
Futian's divine sense flickered as hundreds of millions of thoughts surged forth. "Knowing it cannot be done, yet doing it anyway... Only an outsider like me knows the Human Race's secret. No matter whom I tell, it will eventually reach the Five-Elements Dao Ancestor's ears. His Causal Power is now entangled too deeply with the Domain."
"Then it seems you must have a way to suppress him. After all, the Small Realm is the true ancestral land of your Human Race."
A chill spread through Futian's eyes, and the air in every direction grew heavy. Alone, he had fallen into a place where neither advance nor retreat was possible. "The Five-Elements Dao Ancestor's Dao Sacrifice may perhaps be a tremendous delight to the Human Race."
Yet all this was merely his speculation. Did Futian not possess a heaven-shaking contingency plan of his own? As he alone maneuvered among the great clans of heaven and earth, every step was fraught with peril. He could not take a single wrong step.
His purpose in coming to the Human Race's forbidden region this time was not to threaten them, but to tell the Five-Elements Dao Ancestor that he could resurrect the old friends from his Domain!
Chu Zhen was the finest proof. He had laid his plans long ago, only waiting for them to meet.
But remnant souls were already the utmost limit