Outside the No-Man's Zone.
White Garment stared toward the Dragon Kingdom with a complicated expression.
"It's happening ahead of time."
His brow furrowed as he murmured to himself.
He had guessed that the West would stop his Immortal Ascension, and that those old fossils would emerge to seize the opportunity.
So he had made arrangements ahead of time to help Little White Tiger and Old Ninth reach Nine Awakenings.
First, if his Immortal Ascension failed, Old Eighth and Old Ninth would still be there to protect the Dragon Kingdom.
Second, with Chun Prefecture's help, he would have confidence in becoming an Immortal.
He simply hadn't expected... the West to act so quickly.
White Garment slowly lowered his head, staring at his phone with a troubled frown.
It was all too coincidental.
The old fossils had emerged one after another, and the West had acted to sever the Dragon Vein. It had all happened too quickly, too conveniently.
It was as though an invisible hand were pushing things along behind the scenes.
"Was it you?"
A terrifying figure gradually surfaced in White Garment's mind.
"If it really was you... this won't be fun."
"If I return to reinforce the Dragon Kingdom now, how will you stop me?"
White Garment crushed his phone in his hand. He had already guessed who was behind this.
The being who had once nearly overturned the entire Human Race.
Perhaps even he himself hadn't expected... that his Immortal Ascension would drive all the world's enemies together.
As though in response to White Garment's words, a ripple suddenly appeared in space.
Space distorted at the center of the lake, and an azure rift slowly tore open.
"It really was you."
White Garment flew into a rage. "You've got some nerve!"
Without any unnecessary movement, he casually waved