"I can't see through his condition either. He probably sealed himself off to cause this. Otherwise, I can't think of anyone with the means to conceal him from my perception."
"Then... can we only wait for him to wake up on his own?"
Ya Li's pretty face looked somewhat bewildered.
As Elder Jin's power entered the mark, an azure glow immediately emerged. Even the surrounding space rippled with a vast, ancient aura, as though proclaiming something.
This mark was naturally the lifesaving measure the Plane Spirit had given Tang Qingye.
Since the mark is intact, his life presumably isn't in danger, Elder Jin thought, stroking his beard.
Otherwise, the mark would have erupted in response to the danger without him needing to intervene.
"Still, since even he left something in reserve, I ought to give him something good too. Perhaps it'll help somehow."
Once he woke up, Elder Jin would have a favor owed to him, making it easier to bring up his current predicament and request support.
"But should I bestow a great opportunity on him, or simply go all in? What if this boy..."
Elder Jin looked through layer upon layer of space into the depths of his true body, where something was tightly wrapped up. It seemed to be a seed.
"It's all that beast Tang San's fault!" Elder Jin suddenly grew agitated, leaving Ya Li beside him utterly baffled.
Ya Li: Did Elder Jin just swear?
Elder Jin: You're being too sensitive.
Elder Jin had originally thought his life would remain uneventful forever. But ten thousand years ago, while the Divine Realm still existed, the Plane Spirit's aura had suddenly weakened, and Tang Hao, the Sea God's father, had taken his place. Perhaps Elder Jin had already grown suspicious then, but a god's orders were not