The withered old man spoke in a hoarse voice, his branch-like finger pointing into the air.
Vast, clear and turbid Divine Resonance spread out, becoming a curtain of light that floated before the withered old man.
"L-L-Lord Ancestor!! Why have you awakened!"
On the curtain of light, the expressions of the three immortal-like sect masters of the Immortal Sects changed abruptly. They waved their hands, setting up a curtain to isolate the surroundings, then respectfully knelt cross-legged where they were.
"This junior disciple pays his respects to Lord Ancestor!"
"What year is it now?"
"Replying to Lord Ancestor, it is the thirty-thousandth year of Changheng."
"Changheng?"
"Has that old fellow Xiyuan already died?"
Hearing their answers, a faint glimmer passed through the murky eyes of the gaunt old man in the underground palace.
Fu Xiyuan... so what if you were peerless among your peers?
After sitting in stillness for tens of thousands of years, even you would turn to a heap of dust under the erosion of time, as long as you never touched the realm of immortals.
"What cultivation level has Changheng reached...?"
"Reporting to Lord Ancestor, Changheng is the Mahayana Sage ranked first among the six Inner Cities of this generation. The last time he appeared was two thousand years ago, when he was already at the late Mahayana stage."
"Late Mahayana..."
"The Six-Celestial City obtained this secret tome of heaven and earth. It truly has produced outstanding descendants generation after generation."
The gaunt old man's face showed no emotion. His cold, seemingly feelingless gaze pierced through time and space and fell upon the three sect masters.
Though countless Star Domains and stretches of space separated them, the three felt a chill run down their backs. The Divine Resonance within their bodies trembled as if they were facing