The eerie curse of misfortune in one's later years, the secrets of the ancient great emperors, the mystery of the eighth Life Forbidden Zone—every piece of information was enough to set minds wandering and imaginations racing.
Thinking back to the Primordial Era, when heaven and earth flourished and the myriad clans prospered, why had heaven and earth changed overnight, leaving behind a desolate wasteland where curses sprang up everywhere?
The Sovereign Dao had become history, while the Imperial Dao governed the rise and fall of the ages.
History always possessed endless allure, making people unable to resist exploring it, wanting to peel away layer after layer of gauze and glimpse its most beautiful essence.
"Perhaps only the ancient great emperors and the Primeval Emperors know all the secrets of this world," Ye Fan said with a sigh.
"Not necessarily. Even ancient great emperors were not omniscient," Qin Sheng refuted Master Ye.
He was not speaking casually or making wild claims. As someone who truly knew everything, Qin Sheng was qualified to say so.
What did emperors and sovereigns know about the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths? Did they know what milk was best suited for babies of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?
Did they know what kind of "big fatty" would be more favored by Immortal Emperors?
"May I ask if immortals truly exist in this world—" Golden Heavenly Maiden sighed.
"This was a question even Primeval Emperors could not answer."
It seemed Immortal Nangong was also considering matters from the perspective of a Primeval Emperor.
After discussing ancient events, Ye Fan said to Zhang Lin, "Patriarch, I came in specifically to find you. The Ancient Clans are causing trouble now, especially Spirit Valley. I have clashed with them, and it will not end until one side is dead."