The old man laughed heartily and said, "Do you know your own identity?"
"What identity?" Li Zhizhong asked in confusion.
"You should be able to sense that you are not human," the old man replied.
"You actually came from the Yan Clan."
"How did you know?" Li Zhizhong frowned slightly.
"Of course I know. Back then, this old man was the one who brought you out of the Yan Clan," the old man said.
"That night, when your ship capsized in the Endless Heavenly Sea, I was also the one who placed you atop this iceberg and activated a portion of the bloodline within you."
"You are from the Yan Clan too?" Li Zhizhong instantly understood.
"What is our relationship?"
"We are merely of the same clan," the old man replied, shaking his head.
"During the summer several decades ago, I happened to pass by this place and discovered this iceberg.
There was an immensely powerful energy fluctuation within this iceberg. I could sense the heat contained inside it; it was simply unparalleled in the world.
My intuition told me that as long as I obtained what was inside, I could ascend to immortality in a single step.
Unfortunately, no matter what methods I used, I could not break through this iceberg.
Then one day, the iceberg suddenly radiated ten thousand zhang of light, and several large words appeared upon it: 'Quietly await the fated one.'"
"What does this have to do with me?" Li Zhizhong asked with a frown.
"Listen to me finish," the old man said with a faint smile.
"At the time, I was extremely unwilling. How could I, with this supreme opportunity so close at hand, simply hand it over to someone else?
Thus, I began making my arrangements."
Xu Zimo, standing nearby, chuckled softly. He