A flicker of surprise passed through Jiang Yun's eyes. He had not expected that they had failed to notice. Everyone present was a powerful Dao Ancestor from the Underworld, and there was even an unparalleled existence like Netherworld Prison.
Why could they not see it? The question weighed heavily on Jiang Yun's mind. If he had not known perfectly well that these Dao Ancestors had no reason to deceive him, he would have almost thought it was a joke.
Countless thoughts surfaced in Jiang Yun's mind. Was it the mysterious effect of the Nine Revolutions Source-Returning Scripture, or was the River of Time within the Source World at work?
He kept speculating, but ultimately reached no conclusion. It was too profound; he could not make sense of it for the moment.
However, this was not necessarily a bad thing. Such a sudden increase in strength was far too conspicuous, enough to draw the attention and covetousness of countless powerful figures. It was extremely dangerous.
People had already linked Jiang Yun to the Desolate Emperor, believing that he grew stronger through battle just as the Desolate Emperor had. If he revealed even more extraordinary traits, things would only become worse.
In the end, Jiang Yun did not reveal the truth. Of course, he did not lie either. He spoke vaguely, saying that he had been attempting to accomplish something immense and had finally succeeded, though he had also lost many precious things.
It was ambiguous, half true and half false. Even if the truth behind his breakthrough was discovered later, Jiang Yun would still have a way to explain it.
But in the eyes of the Dao Ancestors, Jiang Yun had merely attempted a breakthrough, rushed things in his impatience, and ultimately failed completely.
Fortunately, his Dao foundation had not been