"Whether any wielder of a grand divine ability exists today, I do not know. But one man is suspected of being such, which is why we have been reduced to awakening you here."
Guizang seemed to understand and spoke to him with bitterness on his face.
Lianshan said, "I am Lianshan, and this is Guizang. We are the present-day Successors. Welcome to this age."
As they spoke, the dozen or so black coffins beside them opened on their own. Figures of all kinds appeared in the hall, some sitting, others lying down.
Those able to rise on their own seemed to be members of the Supreme Heaven and Heavenly Realms Two Sects without exception. At these words, they looked over thoughtfully.
Lianshan composed his expression and said, "A hundred thousand years ago, our sect began making plans for the final tribulation. Yet Rogue Person Divine Machine divined signs of fortune emerging from adversity and spirit qi reviving. Among the countless tributaries of time and the infinite worlds, a single thread of hope should remain, and it would most likely be in the Star Realm we inhabit."
"Thus, all the elders entered the stillness of death, awaiting the rise of aristocratic clans and sects to take our place."
"Now that ten thousand years of the Dharma-Ending Age have passed, the time is ripe. Qianyuan of the Fang family came from a great sect and stands unrivaled beneath heaven. He seems to be the one destined to meet the tribulation. But for some reason, he appeared in the Azure Cloud Sect of the Southern Wilds, rather than the foremost great sect of this age, as foretold..."
Black Venerable smiled faintly and said, "The Great Dao numbers fifty, but heaven unfolds only forty-nine. How could divination and prophecy ever be infallible? If a