Within the Nine Heavens void, billions of immortal path formation patterns intertwined and gleamed, jointly guarding the majestic hall at the center—a structure that did not belong to this era.
A hundred years of time was no more than a fleeting ripple in the river of time to this Ancient Hall, which stood apart from space and time.
Yet to the Ancient Hall members standing outside its gates, those hundred years had felt exceptionally long.
Over those hundred years,
Some had found Authority Fragments left behind by the Previous Calamity in the outer hall—fragments wholly without owners.
Others had used the jumps between different "points in time" within the formation to completely refine the thrones they had previously confiscated.
Yi Xing and Heaven's Mandate had even found the Divine Seats they had sought for hundreds of billions of years without success, emerging from the inner hall...
It could be said that
This opening of Intercept Heaven Hall had been a bountiful feast for every member. Everyone ought to have been happy.
"A hundred years..."
Yi Xing rolled a lustrous white chess piece between his fingers. His gaze passed through the Main Hall gates toward the unseen core, and he frowned slightly.
"Why hasn't Li Qingshan come out yet?"
"You're worried about Li Qingshan?"
Heaven's Mandate stood silently to one side. At those words, a trace of puzzlement appeared between his brows.
"A hundred years ago, weren't you still worried whether Cold Moon could survive in Li Qingshan's hands?"
"Nonsense. A million years ago, Li Qingshan could already suppress Tyranny and beat him down. Of course he wouldn't fear a Cold Moon. But now..."
Yi Xing took a deep breath, raised his hand to point at the plaque of the Intercept Heaven Immortal Hall, and said coldly,
"Cold Moon may have