The grand gathering was still ongoing.
But Yinlong had no mind to admire the Youthful Brilliance filling the heavens. Her pupils trembled faintly as she inadvertently looked at the cultivators of myriad races passing beside her. For the first time, she felt herself to be barely perceptible.
The truth...
One of the chess pieces...
One of them...
Chen Xun's words echoed endlessly through her Sea of Consciousness.
After spending so many years in the Eternal Immortal Frontier, she had not even seen who was controlling the Eternal myriad-race cultivators here. Her three grandfathers' understanding of the Eternal Immortal Frontier had been gravely flawed. Perhaps no one could truly understand this terrifying civilization.
"Yinlong, what do you plan to do after you return?"
At that moment, two female cultivator miners approached, their smiles radiant, Golden Core Cave Heavens floating at their sides.
"Return?" Yinlong was somewhat dazed. It could also be said that she had often been in such a bewildered state over these years.
"Yes. The Immortal Realm has countless mineral veins, with mountain treasures covering every hill and ridge."
One of the female cultivators spoke earnestly, her eyes brimming with hope. "Over these ten thousand years, we've cultivated many unorthodox arts in the mines. Once we return, we'll surely have a vast world of our own."
"I really can't bear to leave that bunch of old freaks!" The other female cultivator gave a soft snort. "Before we go, we must give them a grand gift."
"Hehe, what grand gift?" As they spoke, the two female cultivator miners broke into delicate laughter.
Yinlong was suddenly startled. Right...
Outside disciples only had less than twenty thousand years to cultivate in the Eternal Immortal Frontier. That year, those descendants of great clans had come for precisely this reason: to cultivate "great arts"