Refining the Origin

Within the ancient tombstone, Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Xuan, whose body had become somewhat illusory though his face still bore a gentle smile, and felt his nose sting.

He could not help saying, "Ancestor, I hope you will preserve this useful body. In your current state, it is not as though revival is impossible."

Xiao Xuan froze. He had already resolved himself to death, but upon hearing Xiao Yan's words, he hesitated slightly. "Do you have a way? Tell me."

"I cannot reveal the source of this information; that was part of my agreement with him... However, through certain channels, I learned that the Dou Emperors who vanished from this world actually went to a plane called the 'Great Thousand World.'

"There, Dou Emperor is not the end. There are even greater realms, and if one can successfully stand at the pinnacle of the Great Thousand World, then let alone a remnant soul—even if only a trace of True Spirit remains, revival may still be possible," Xiao Yan replied.

The smile on Xiao Xuan's face remained warm. "The Dou Emperors disappeared because they left? That does not exceed my expectations... After all, beings of that level are difficult to destroy.

"So the place they went to is called the 'Great Thousand World'..."

Xiao Xuan sighed softly. His voice remained the same as before. He did not ask where the information had come from, merely smiling as he asked:

"Can you be certain?"

Xiao Yan shook his head. "No."

Xiao Xuan shook his head slightly. "No one can guarantee that it is true, and if you wish to go to that world, you must first break through to Dou Emperor...

"Keep this hope in your heart and continue working hard... As for me, revival would be best, but if I