Far away.
Yu Chenyou's gaze was fathomless as he looked beyond the heavens. "Immortal Emperor, though I do not believe this, I will investigate it to the very end. As for the traitor, I will cast him into the Nine Netherworlds, never to be reborn for all eternity."
"Fellow Daoist Yu..."
"I do not believe Eternal Antiquity could fall, nor that our mighty cultivators could be slain. The Eternal Antiquity Dao Lineage and its bloodline are unique throughout the Myriad Heavens and Worlds. If this is true, my Yu Family will stain everything with the immortal blood of all the heavens."
His voice remained as unruffled as an ancient well, but his eyes had grown far more weathered. "Immortal Emperor, my Yu Family has immortal medicine that can heal your Dao wounds. Stay here and rest easy for now. The time has not yet come for my Yu Family to emerge."
Once.
Longevity had been a rule of Heaven and Earth.
Now.
Longevity was a rule of the Yu Family's bloodline.
Back then, he had journeyed far away for this very purpose, and he had already succeeded.
Now.
They were waging war against endless "ancient Daos" within the River of Time, their might shaking the heavens, yet far too much remained unfinished. He had heard that the Nine Longevity Cauldrons were powerful. Then he would prepare everything in advance. He wanted to see for himself.
Just who had been pulling strings behind the scenes in that era...
Ming Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded in silence.
The Yu Family was very different from before, frighteningly composed and calm.
He stayed here for the time being.
Past Mountain.
Ke Zixiao's brow twitched as he took a long, searching look at the Creation Longevity Cauldron.
With its mouth facing the