Su Yueli fell silent. Zhao Xuankong was indeed right.
The lifespan of mortal martial artists was far too short. No matter how peerlessly gifted they were, how far could they truly travel on this severed path of martial arts, suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth?
Without this uniquely blessed mortal Longevity Physique, without a lifespan that flowed away endlessly yet never diminished in the slightest, she, Su Yueli, would have become a pile of cold white bones centuries ago.
How could she possibly have relied on sheer brute force and repeated life-and-death battles, tearing apart powerful enemies all the way, to step into the Fourteenth Realm?
Longevity was her greatest trump card and foundation.
"Are there any concrete developments or news now?"
Su Yueli suppressed the myriad emotions in her heart and turned to Zhao Xuankong.
Zhao Xuankong's expression grew solemn at her words. He said in a deep voice, "The situation is urgent, but that old devil is hiding himself exceedingly well. We have already contacted the foremost figures of every great dynasty. Once Mo Bufan finishes his deduction, we will seek out Motian Xing's true hiding place."
He paused, his tone carrying a trace of murderous severity. "At most, three more days."
"Three days from now, once Mo Bufan deduces the exact location, everyone will gather and head out to besiege him together. This time, we must assemble the power of every Fourteenth Realm great cultivator beneath heaven and thoroughly erase that old devil who has brought calamity upon the masses in one stroke!"
"Three days from now..." Su Yueli nodded slightly. "Where will we meet then?"
"At dawn three days from now, we will meet at the Great Li Imperial City." Zhao Xuankong cupped his hands. "This one will await your arrival in the Imperial