"This disciple supports it!"
Unexpectedly, Wuwei was the first to step forward and voice his support.
His decision was understandable from his perspective.
As the Grand Ancestor of the Great Void had said, he had already had his fill over the years. With little of his lifespan remaining, worldly possessions were no longer of much use to him.
All he sought was the Great Void Grand Mystic Scripture.
"This disciple supports it!"
"This disciple supports it!"
With that, the other disciples naturally voiced their support as well.
The Grand Ancestor of the Great Void nodded.
"Phew..." He let out a deep breath, and the overwhelming pressure within the great hall vanished in an instant.
He became that old man again.
"These past few days, I have gradually come to know my fate..."
At these words, every disciple was horrified.
They raised their heads one after another.
Even He Pingsheng was somewhat surprised.
What did it mean to know one's fate?
For cultivators at the Golden Core Stage or the Nascent Soul Realm, there would come a moment near the end of their lives when a sudden flash of insight allowed them to sense clearly how many years they had left.
This was knowing one's fate.
In other words, the Grand Ancestor of the Great Void already knew how many more years he could live.
And the number was extremely precise.
"Master..." Xuan Yang trembled as he asked, "May I ask, Master..."
He only managed those few words before losing the courage to continue.
"Master..."
The other disciples hurriedly knelt as well, looking at the Grand Ancestor of the Great Void.
The Grand Ancestor of the Great Void said, "Do not worry... I am still all right. I have a full sixty-year cycle left!"
Phew...
Everyone let out another breath.
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