Dao Lord Long Kuo and Dao Lord Bei Kui left and never returned.
This led many to assume that the two had most likely passed away in meditation somewhere outside the sect. Who could have imagined that, years later, they would break through to a higher cultivation level and return?
Had it not been for the many strange signs they displayed afterward, Ning Hai might never have suspected them.
After all, there was not the slightest trace of yin resentful qi on them, which directly ruled out their having used heretical cultivators' methods to extend their lifespans.
Little did anyone know that the two had left with hatred in their hearts. Once they returned, how could that hatred possibly fade with the passage of time?
They merely hid it well.
Neither of them was particularly magnanimous. They, too, felt jealousy-jealousy toward those born as Heaven's Pride. In their eyes, such people never had to worry about their lifespans, much less spend decades sitting in meditation because of a bottleneck.
Unfortunately, among all the many members of Heaven's Pride in this world, neither of their names appeared.
Some feelings grew twisted with time. They had once revered the Azure Tide Sect and wholeheartedly wished to protect it as their home. Yet after witnessing the world's shifts and changes, they ultimately lost sight of their original intentions.
It was a little pitiful and a little regrettable, but Dao Lord Long Kuo thought he had no regrets.
The strong survived. He merely wanted to live, merely wanted to ascend.
Dao Lord Long Kuo looked at Su Jiu with a touch of wistfulness. Everything that had happened in the past seemed exceedingly distant to him now. Yet those few dazzling geniuses had never vanished into the river of history with the changing world.
Though