"True Martial Sacred Sect seems to have emerged," Xu Zimo said.
Hearing this, Lin Ruhu grew somewhat nervous.
He hurriedly asked, "What happened?"
To the two of them, the True Martial Sacred Sect had, in a sense, always played the role of home.
They had grown up there, and after becoming Great Emperors, they had never returned.
Yet there had always been a patch of pure land in their hearts, one they continued to protect and long for.
Xu Zimo carefully sensed it for a moment before replying, "I'm not entirely sure about the specifics.
But this power of faith seems to be calling for our help.
Generally speaking, the True Martial Sacred Sect has produced several Great Emperors, and its strength is among the most renowned top-tier forces in the Eastern Continent.
Unless it has encountered a crisis threatening the sect's destruction, it should not be asking for help."
"Once a Great Emperor enters the Nine Domains World, returning is harder than ascending to heaven."
"Then what do we do? Can we still go back?" Lin Ruhu asked worriedly.
Xu Zimo smiled and said, "That applies to others. If I want to return, it is quite simple."
"Breaking the Space Wall is something I can do whenever I wish."
Only then did Lin Ruhu nod.
He replied, "Everything has changed beyond recognition. Do you remember when we left? The True Martial Sacred Sect was still a supreme existence on the Yuanyang Continent.
Who would have thought it would decline as well?"
"What force in this world can remain invincible forever?" Xu Zimo replied.
"We must learn to take all this lightly. Slowly, as people say, children and grandchildren each have their own blessings."
"I know. I just can't let it go," Lin Ruhu sighed.
He asked, "Then when are