"He has fallen."
The instant Zangtian died, Chu Xisheng sensed it in Guixu.
He was linked to Demon God Zangtian by blood, and counted as his favored one and Divine Son.
Thus, when Zangtian perished, Chu Xisheng sensed it immediately, even within Guixu, where spiritual perception was obstructed.
But since he had long been prepared and had readied a physical vessel for Zangtian's resurrection, Chu Xisheng felt little sorrow.
He merely sighed a little before gathering his emotions.
Nor did Chu Xisheng rush to gather Zangtian's True Spirit again.
There was still time. He had to wait for the Wraiths clinging to Zangtian to perish.
Otherwise, even after his resurrection, Zangtian would remain plagued by them.
Demon God Zangtian was a Sage of at least eight Heavenly Orders. After the Eastern Emperor, he was the second being to have entered the realm of Creation through his own strength.
Although he had only reached that level temporarily through Divine Power Rekindling, that did not prevent Zangtian from branding his soul into the deepest reaches of the Heavenly Dao.
Thus, his Primordial Spirit would not perish even after tens of millions of years. There was no need to hurry at all.
Chu Xisheng was still condensing a Heaven and Earth Embryo for the Yellow Emperor.
He was not worried in the slightest about interference from the Gods.
Even resurrected, the Yellow Emperor would still be a fetus.
Without sufficient Spirit Medicine to nourish him, he might not recover even after two or three thousand years.
But in Ji Yang's Tomb, once the Heaven-Gazing Hou completed the reversal of yin and yang, the Gods would not sleep soundly for the next several decades.
They ought to know which mattered more.
Thus, Chu Xisheng continued methodically, neither hurried nor impatient.
The embryo's foundation was