Saint Cliff's atmosphere was solemn and oppressive. Several old crows stood atop the black ancient trees at its edge, cawing incessantly as though foretelling something.
This place was ominous in every sense.
Qin Sheng and the others entered, all raising their guard to the utmost.
Before they encountered any danger, Ye Fan asked:
"A Completed Sacred Physique could challenge a Great Emperor and stand invincible beneath heaven and above earth. Why would one shed blood in his own dojo?"
There had never been anyone who attained Longevity since ancient times, and True Immortals never descended into the mortal world. Everyone had to die eventually, and Ye Fan could accept that.
A Completed Sacred Physique could live for ten thousand years. If he found an Immortal Elixir, he could live another lifetime—twenty thousand years in total. To the current Ye Fan, that was an unimaginably long span of time.
Ye Fan's ambitions were not very high at the moment. If he had the chance to live twenty thousand years in the future, he would already be satisfied. Even dying peacefully at the end of his lifespan would leave him without regrets.
But since the Sacred Physique of Saint Cliff had shed blood, he clearly had not died naturally of old age. Thinking that even someone of that level could fail to meet a good end deeply alarmed Ye Fan.
He was also a Sacred Physique. It was impossible not to feel sympathy for one of his own kind.
Will I one day suffer the same fate?
"This Completed Sacred Physique may have been taken advantage of when his blood and vitality declined in his later years," Qin Sheng explained.
In the Shrouding the Heavens World, cultivators in their later years were utterly different from those in their prime. The gap in