Xiao Tian knew that this trip to the Yuantian Secret Realm had always been a place of opportunity destined for Shi Hao. Whatever he was meant to encounter, he would encounter in the end. Still, Xiao Tian had not come away empty-handed, and his gains were considerable.
When they opened their eyes again, everyone who had been transported inside found themselves in an Ancient Chaos Palace. Its interior was vast, seemingly boundless. At the Supreme realm, one's achievements in the laws of the world were immeasurable. Chaos qi filled the palace, carrying a sense of time's erosion, as though they had unwittingly walked to the end of the world.
Seas became mulberry fields; things remained, but people changed. In the end, everything came to nothing. Perhaps that had been Yuantian Supreme's state of mind when he fell!
Ages turned, countless races rose and fell, and in the end, none of it had anything to do with him.
"Split up. There must be other opportunities scattered around here."
Someone spoke up.
Medicine House!
Meanwhile, Xiao Tian's Seventh Brother's Clone opened his Heavenly Eye and spotted an emerald-green Ancient Stele floating nearby. Chaos qi wreathed it, but he could still make out the two vivid green characters upon it: "Medicine House."
There was no need to think. That had to be where Yuantian Supreme refined medicines. At the Supreme realm, living for an entire epoch was no problem with a little effort.
But one thing was certain: even during the Perfect World era, a Supreme could still die of old age. Only becoming an immortal could change that.
Shi Hao also opened his Heavenly Eye and gazed into the distance, immediately setting his sights on a silver metal Ancient Stele. It too hung in the air, as though branded into the void,