"Yishan's Blood Fiend Nine Extinctions has risen to another level. Sooner or later, he will become a great menace."
Yu Wangji gazed at the illusory mirror before him, the currents of his aura circulating around him as though he were using the images to calculate something.
"More than that. I have already examined the formation over in the Solitary Bamboo Kingdom. Nongyue's Myriad-Forms Impermanence Dream Demon Body is even stronger than it was back then. In the past, there were still traces to follow, but now it is like an antelope hanging its horns—without a single clue."
Silence was like an invisible hand clutching the throats of these Void Step masters, lowering their voices for a time.
This was something none of them wished to confront, yet it was also a stone weighing on every one of their hearts.
There was a problem with the Longevity Sect's inheritance.
That was hardly unusual. In this world, aside from the great sects guarded by Earth Immortals, who could pound their chest and claim that their own methods led straight to the supreme Great Dao?
Everyone was feeling their way across the river by touching the stones.
But the Longevity Sect's problem was that the step from Void Step to the Longevity Realm was simply too perilous. Even with a great power on the level of the Dharma-Ending Lord supporting them from behind, fewer than ten Longevity Sect cultivators had truly crossed that threshold.
Since arriving in the Southern Wastes, only eight masters of the Longevity Sect had attained the Longevity Realm.
All the rest had perished.
This was the most miserable reality laid before Longevity Sect Void Step cultivators like Yu Wangji and Helian Qianqiu. Being treated as pill ingredients by those old Longevity devils was secondary; what they hated most was