The vortex high in the firmament was on the verge of closing. The Sacred Emperor reached out and caught the final beam of starlight streaming down from within it.
The nebula swirled and sparkled resplendently. Tempered within the Sacred Emperor's grasp, it flowed beneath him like docile water, condensing into a magnificent throne of starlight.
Seated upon it, the Sacred Emperor spoke in a voice like rolling thunder, calm and measured: "From primordial haze and boundless chaos arises the limitless pre-celestial realm. Yin and Yang divide and judge, the Five Elements circulate and turn; all things emerge, fashioned from the Great One..."
Every word and phrase was exceedingly esoteric and obscure.
Yet beneath the Sacred Emperor's recitation, every being in this world fortunate enough to hear it felt an inkling of contemplation stir within.
The fleeting sense of enlightenment they had felt earlier when bathed in starlight grew distinct once more amid the grand resonance of the Sacred Emperor's Great Dao.
"The Dao models heaven and earth; grasp it to become immortal. Roam free in the azure heavens, command creation. Imperishable through myriad tribulations, Qi conceives the eight wastes..."
Even those of mediocre aptitude and meager cultivation gained some comprehension from the Sacred Emperor's voice.
The surrounding spiritual energy spontaneously poured into their bodies, presenting an unmistakable scene of attaining enlightenment on the spot.
Those of exceptional talent like Sun Erlang and Ou Shangtian possessed even brighter eyes, and strands of purple mist were drawn to swirl around them.
Master Yin scratched his scalp, feeling as though the Dao foundation of his True Self within him was practically bursting to drill its way out.
"Is this what it means for one person to attain the Dao and all their associates to ascend to heaven alongside them? No, this is clearly selflessly bestowing his own comprehension upon others without regard to closeness. Hiss..."
The Sacred Emperor's sermon lasted for three days and three nights.
The enlightened populace listened, utterly enraptured.
Even after the Sacred Emperor's projection faded, they remained immersed in the experience, entirely oblivious to the passage of time.
For the vast majority among them, it would take the rest of their lives to digest what the Sacred Emperor had taught.
Meanwhile, the Sacred Emperor had already returned to the Holy Emperor Throne.
His six disciples stood arrayed in sequence before him.
"Congratulations to Master on attaining the Dao!" Sun Erlang bowed and said.
The other disciples followed suit.
"This was fortune for this master, and fortune for you as well."
"Three years."
"This master will give you three years to comprehend this. Three years from today..."
The Sacred Emperor's gaze swept over the six disciples below. "Our Sacred Dynasty of Great Qi shall launch an expedition against the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals and reclaim the Xuanhuang Realm!"
Hearing this, all six disciples shuddered.
They had known all along that this war was inevitable, but none of them had anticipated it would come so swiftly!
Yet at this crucial juncture, none dared question the great Sacred Emperor's decree.
They lowered their heads and voiced their compliance one after another.
"During this three-year preparation period, certain measures can be deployed in advance."
The Sacred Emperor's voice echoed through their minds.
...
In the Xuanhuang Realm, Tianquan Province.
Sun Luyuan had been conversing eloquently at a gathering when he suddenly sensed something, prompting him to cut his lengthy monologue short.
Taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, he hurriedly slipped away from the immortal's cave.
"The Dark Needle Plan is finally going to be implemented? I've waited for this day for far too long." A sharp glint flashed in Sun Luyuan's eyes. Suppressing both the excitement and a sliver of dread about the future in his heart, he concealed his aura and rushed toward the designated meeting point.
The so-called Dark Needle Plan was an operation aimed at sabotaging the Heavenly Profound Mirror and the teleportation arrays of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals.
The Alliance governed more than half the provinces of the Xuanhuang Realm and could direct them with seamless coordination precisely because of the Heavenly Profound sub-mirrors and transmission arrays distributed across every province.
No matter which province suffered an incident, reinforcements from other provinces or even the Alliance Headquarters could arrive in an instant.
Therefore, to strike at the Alliance, severing or interfering with these connections was of paramount importance.
"Earlier, that lad Ou Shangtian claimed he could influence or even destroy the Heavenly Profound sub-mirrors in various provinces, though I have no idea what method he plans to use. Still, my death-sworn operatives in each province have long been prepared." Sun Luyuan pondered continuously as he traveled at top speed.
He knew there was no turning back once an arrow was loosed; acting now would permanently brand him a traitor to the Alliance. If exposed, there was no chance of survival.
Yet Sun Luyuan had already made up his mind.
Aside from the reasons that had initially prompted him to defect, a far greater factor was the recent demise of Sun Luchang.
Back when his brother was chosen to venture outside the Xuanhuang Realm, Sun Luyuan had still harbored a sliver of hope for his survival.
It was only when the mass of blood essence left in the underground blood pool abruptly dried up that his heart turned to cold ash.
Over the past several days, he had watched the Alliance continually release messages from the Realm-Leaving Rainbow Light, which even featured footage showing Sun Luchang, who was already dead.
The fury in his heart only compounded.
Sun Luyuan had been waiting for the Alliance to offer him an explanation.
Even a perfunctory comfort would have sufficed.
Yet clearly, he had expected too much. The Dao Integration garrisons of each province and the so-called senior officials of the Alliance were truly nothing more than consumable materials to be expended and discarded at will.
"The Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals..." By now, Sun Luyuan had thoroughly severed every shred of hope he held for them.
He had thrown his lot entirely behind the Sacred Dynasty of Great Qi.
"If nothing else, the benefits I've received from the Sacred Dynasty in recent years far exceed what I ever got from risking my life for the Alliance."
With these thoughts, Sun Luyuan arrived at the agreed rendezvous point.
It was beside the White Mist Barrier towering between heaven and earth in Tianquan Province.
Years ago, during the Great Xuanhuang Upheaval, the White Mist Barrier here had snapped in the middle and crashed thunderously to the ground. Unbound, the Essence-Devouring White Mist had surged outward in all directions, heartlessly swallowing every living being in its path.
Although the Great Upheaval had gradually subsided and the White Mist Barrier had since restored itself, this blighted land had never regained any vitality.
This alone demonstrated the terrifying nature of the Essence-Devouring White Mist.
"Who could have imagined the Sacred Dynasty would possess a method to virtually nullify the effects of this Essence-Devouring White Mist? Meeting in this place couldn't be safer!"
Sun Luyuan surveyed his surroundings. After ensuring no one was tailing him, he carefully took out a Samantabhadra True Vessel.
Leaping into the craft, he piloted it straight into the White Mist Barrier.
Maintaining a constant speed and adjusting his heading continuously, he traveled forward for a time before indeed spotting another Samantabhadra True Vessel resting quietly within the mist.
A ray of black light flew out from it, cutting through the white mist and arriving before Sun Luyuan.
Catching it, Sun Luyuan found it to be a storage ring carved from black jade. When he looked up again, the other Samantabhadra True Vessel had already vanished without a trace.
"So cautious they wouldn't even show their face."
Inside the black jade ring, nearly a thousand square jade implements carved with profound characters were neatly arranged.
Sun Luyuan took one out and examined it closely while reading the instructions transmitted via the black light.
"Simply carry it inside a Heavenly Profound sub-mirror or a teleportation array, then channel dharma to detonate it?"
"It's that simple?" Sun Luyuan was somewhat astonished.
An impulse flared within him to test one out. Yet upon closer inspection, he could only shake his head wryly.
"The activation time has already been preset. They can only be detonated three years from now. Before that time arrives, even the core array within remains dormant; it's just an ordinary piece of jade..."
"No wonder I couldn't sense even the faintest trace of spiritual fluctuation."
Sun Luyuan put the jade implement away, his expression darkening. "Let those cultivators whom the Alliance treats as ants sound its death knell first."
...
Just as various quarters of the Sacred Dynasty began mobilizing for the campaign three years hence, Li Fan had already annihilated four pocket worlds through the Spirit Void Array.
He had gathered enough of the substance he termed the "Essence of All Things."
It was a pure amalgamation of energy, radiating a dreamlike, viscous, five-colored luster. To Li Fan, it felt quite similar to the Golden Source Power essence.
"Have you learned this array?" Li Fan asked the Boundless Mirror while gazing into the distance.
The simulated persona of Sun Luyao, remade several times over, fell silent for a moment before finally answering, "I have more or less learned it, Senior."
Li Fan nodded in satisfaction. Tapping his finger lightly, he shot a ray of light into Sun Luyao's illusory projection. "Then next, you shall go to these locations and continue setting up arrays."
"Simply lay them down in secret. There is no need to activate them."
Saying so, Li Fan flicked all the Source Power essence he had confiscated upon returning to the Sun Clan not long ago over to the Boundless Mirror.
Sun Luyao hastily stored the golden light away and thanked Li Fan with great excitement.
Then, transforming into a streak of light, he flew toward the target pocket worlds.
If this were the real Sun Luyao, executing Li Fan's tasks alone might have carried the risk of passive defiance. But he was now merely a simulated persona.
Even his joy upon receiving the Source Power essence was fabricated; naturally, he would not disobey Li Fan's orders.
"When the Boundless Mirror spirit lays the array, the result is even poorer than mine. But to destroy a world, it is still more than sufficient. After all, the ones I picked for him are all fragile pocket worlds devoid of cultivators."
"Though I likely won't show my face again in this lifetime, preparing some contingencies is only proper."
His connection to the Sacred Emperor had been thoroughly severed, yet Li Fan could still faintly sense the tremendous transformation occurring within him.
"Did he experience another sudden enlightenment out in the starry sea?"
"Given that the avatar's original aptitude was only ordinary, to actually take on the air of a true chosen sovereign after having so many fortunate encounters and strokes of destiny heaped upon him..." A sneer crossed Li Fan's face.
"A pity it is doomed to be in vain!"
Li Fan's separated spirit transformed into a thin thread and flew toward the territory of Guangyang Province.
He needed to deliver the Essence of All Things he had gathered for protection into his true body's hands.
In less than half a day, Li Fan had located his target.
It was none other than Daoist Qianxun, who had concealed his identity to cultivate amidst the mortal dust.
The avatar drifted soundlessly into the body of a nearby Golden Core cultivator. The man's frame paused briefly before quickly returning to normal.
Turning on his heel, he walked up to Daoist Qianxun.
"Old sir, how about a game of chess?"
The sloppy Daoist, who had been picking at his toes without a shred of decorum, snapped his head up instantly.
...
After successfully obtaining the Law-Audience Jade Plaque from Daoist Qianxun, Li Fan first went to the Dao Discussion Tower in Guangyang Province, spending all his assets to rent a small courtyard.
Then, utilizing the method of the Dao Elixir, he completely possessed the body of the cultivator he had inhabited.
Li Fan raised his hand, inspected his brand-new body, and frowned slightly.
"Compared to the environment aboard the Xuan Celestial Vessel exposed to the starry sea, this method of body possession doesn't seem quite so flawless in the Xuanhuang Realm."
Moving his limbs, Li Fan sensed a subtle discordance.
"Possessing Zhao Xian was enough to deceive the Severing Immortal Tower."
"Yet possessing this person..."
"Fu Yuansheng might not necessarily slip past the scrutiny of the Alliance. It still requires some tempering."
Controlling Fu Yuansheng's body, Li Fan laid out a surrounding array formation.
Then he strode into the array.
"Treating the body as a vessel, refining it through the array—"
Chanting softly, Li Fan drew upon the array's power to slowly polish away and eliminate the points of discord within the possessed body.
During this process, the Sacred Emperor's cultivation experiences in this lifetime, the Sacred Embryo's observations aboard the Xuan Celestial Vessel, and the insights his true body had gained during secluded comprehension of the Dao all came flooding back, welling up together in his mind.
Li Fan integrated and mastered them all.
His fingers tapped continuously, refining and modifying the array he had just laid out.
The irregularities between his physical form and soul were also gradually extinguished in the process.
"From this day forth, I am Fu Yuansheng!" Li Fan's separated spirit smiled faintly.
To verify his preparation, Li Fan first entered the Heavenly Profound sub-mirror of Guangyang Province.
Sure enough, he deceived the mirror's scrutiny and successfully entered his personal space within the Heavenly Profound Mirror under Fu Yuansheng's identity.
"A grand total of two thousand contribution points..."
"Truly pathetic."
Li Fan shook his head with a quiet sigh, but made no alterations.
After resting inside the Heavenly Profound Mirror as normal for a short while, he stepped back out.
Walking to the most bustling district of Guangyang Heavenly City, he activated the Law-Audience Jade Plaque.
The sudden eruption of light instantly drew everyone's attention.
"What is that?"
"A jade plaque of that design... Hiss, could it be that!"
Before long, someone recognized the object in Li Fan's hand, and cries of astonishment and disbelief rang out in succession.
Onlookers swarmed around, packing the street around Li Fan until not a drop of water could leak through. Li Fan put on a pale, strained expression as if he were barely holding on.
Only with the arrival of a guiding cultivator did the chaotic scene improve.
"Silence!" The guiding cultivator unleashed an aura that unmistakably belonged to the Soul Formation stage.
The surrounding crowd instantly fell dead quiet. The guiding cultivator weighed the jade plaque in his hand, yet did not immediately escort Li Fan to the Alliance Headquarters.
Instead, he sent a voice transmission: "The grade of this Law-Audience Jade Plaque is quite exceptional; it can request Yanfa Jue to deduce a Dao Integration technique... Given your mere Golden Core cultivation, this is somewhat of a waste."
"Are you interested in transferring this plaque to me? Of course, I will not treat you unfairly. I will still gift you a Dao Integration technique, and I will personally prepare all the resources required for your advancement from Nascent Soul to Soul Formation."
"Many thanks for Senior's high regard..." Li Fan cupped his hands. "However, I have no interest in transferring the plaque."
Having assumed Li Fan would agree, the guiding cultivator's expression changed upon hearing the refusal. "Boy, you had better think this through! Having a Dao Integration technique does not mean you can cultivate all the way to Dao Integration. I have already investigated your background. Without the support of a prominent clan, relying solely on yourself, I'd say reaching Nascent Soul will be immensely difficult!
"I am doing this for your own good!" The guiding cultivator glared fixedly at Li Fan.
Li Fan seemed somewhat taken aback. "Did Senior not hear me clearly? Then allow me to repeat myself."
"This junior has no interest in transferring the Law-Audience Jade Plaque." This was not sent via voice transmission, but declared loudly for the entire public to hear.
The surrounding cultivators instantly turned their eyes upon the guiding cultivator.
Though none dared comment aloud, their looks spoke volumes.
The guiding cultivator possessed deep composure, and his expression showed not the slightest shift. "If that is the case, then forget it. I was merely offering a well-intentioned reminder. A Golden Core cultivator possessing a Dao Integration technique... I wonder how many ill-intentioned scoundrels that will tempt into taking desperate risks.
"Isn't that right, Fu Yuansheng!" he likewise declared in a booming voice before everyone.
Under his deliberate manipulation, the sound thundered outward, faintly reverberating across the entire Guangyang Heavenly City.
The city erupted into an uproar.
Every pair of eyes instantly converged on Li Fan.
Their expressions varied, but without exception, greed lurked within all of them.
Li Fan's face turned completely bloodless. A flicker of resentment and terror flashed plausibly through his eyes, and he lowered his head. "Thank you for your concern, Senior."
The guiding cultivator gave a cold snort and finally opened the passage leading to the Alliance Headquarters.
Once the two departed, the silenced Guangyang Heavenly City erupted into a frenzy.
A Golden Core cultivator, and a Dao Integration technique.
The juxtaposition of the two was simply too sensational, instantly becoming the hottest topic of discussion.
Information regarding Fu Yuansheng's background was rapidly unearthed.
Those quick on their feet had already begun dispatching men to pressure the Fu clan.
Devoid of influence, low in cultivation—even if such a person obtained a treasure, how could he ever hope to keep it?
...
Inside the Dao Discussion Tower of Guangyang Heavenly City.
A white-robed cultivator watching the scene unfold couldn't help but sigh softly. "That guiding cultivator is truly driving a man to a dead end!"
A handsome youth seated opposite him nodded in agreement. "Unless that Fu Yuansheng hides inside the Heavenly Profound Mirror indefinitely and disregards the lives of his relatives and friends, I'd say there is no way he can keep that Dao Integration technique."
The youth paused, then pivoted sharply: "It is merely a Dao Integration technique, yet they resort to such life-and-death coercion. And this happened in broad daylight, under the open sky... We merely stepped out for a cup of tea and stumbled across such a scene. One can only imagine how many similar atrocities occur beneath the surface.
"The corruption of the Alliance is plain to see!"
The white-robed cultivator fell silent, shaking his head in helpless lament after a long time.
"That is why I said joining our Sacred Dynasty to overthrow the Alliance's corrupt rule is the wise path. Tianming, you have visited our Sacred Dynasty as well; such coercive abuse of power is utterly impossible there!" the youth said via voice transmission, speaking with persuasive ease.
The white-robed cultivator named Tianming could not help but nod in agreement. "Brother Tianci, what you say is true. In that Fishing Pond, countless treasures have been reeled in, and every single one belongs exclusively to those Daqi subjects. There is no need to worry about anyone forcefully seizing them... On this point alone, the Sacred Dynasty already surpasses the Alliance by far!"
Shang Tianci smiled. "I see Brother Tianming has already made up his mind."
The white-robed cultivator returned the smile.
*Another one persuaded. This truly is heaven's favor bestowed upon me,* Shang Tianci thought to himself as another name crossed his mind.
*I wonder how the others are progressing.*
Unbeknownst to the Alliance, subtle shifts like this were quietly unfolding across the realm.
Once people's hearts were lost, their defection was only a matter of time.
...
Alliance Headquarters.
When Li Fan arrived at the Alliance Headquarters once more in Fu Yuansheng's body, he inevitably slipped into an illusion, just as he had on previous occasions.
The master of the illusion remained Chuanfa Heavenly Venerable.
Only this time, the scene he witnessed was entirely different from before.
At the foot of a sprawling immortal mountain shrouded in mist, a man past the age of fifty was heartlessly turned away.
"This is an immortal sanctuary. Is it a place for a mortal commoner like you to barge into?"
"Strange, wasn't an illusion array set up around the perimeter? How did this mortal blunder in?"
A cultivator clad in a blue Daoist robe grumbled as he kicked the middle-aged man aside.
The middle-aged man tumbled across the ground in a rather disheveled state, but then scrambled to his feet as if unhurt, offering an ingratiating smile: "Immortal Master, could you give me a chance? I feel... I feel I ought to be able to cultivate."
Hearing this, the cultivator scoffed contemptuously. "You've already got half your body in the grave, and you're still dreaming of cultivating? Immortality requires aptitude and resources. Someone like you..."
Disdain covered the cultivator's face. "Even if you could barely manage to cultivate, our Tianyuan Sect wouldn't take you!"
The middle-aged man did not give up. He even thrust his arm forward: "Immortal Master, take a look if you don't believe me, my aptitude..."
A flicker of murderous intent flashed in the cultivator's eyes. Spiritual energy surged within him as he prepared to blast this insolent pest to pieces.
Yet a warm, gentle voice drifted down from above: "What is your name?"
"Xuanyuan Goudan... no, Xuanyuan Tuo. My name is Xuanyuan Tuo," the middle-aged Chuanfa said rather awkwardly.
"Martial Uncle Xu!" The cultivator's expression changed. Instantly retracting his killing intent, he bowed hurriedly to the newcomer.
He also bore the appearance of a middle-aged man, yet this Martial Uncle Xu looked far more spirited than Xuanyuan Tuo.
He walked up to Xuanyuan Tuo and appraised him carefully.
Reaching out, he sent a strand of spiritual energy into Xuanyuan Tuo's body to examine him.
After a moment, Martial Uncle Xu shook his head slightly, speaking with a touch of regret: "Though you indeed possess sufficient heart for cultivation, your age is simply too advanced. It will be difficult for you to achieve anything.
"I fear even reaching Foundation Establishment would be arduous in the extreme..."
Xuanyuan Tuo said hurriedly, "Immortal Master, my requirements aren't high. So long as I can cultivate, that's enough. I've tilled fields for half my life, but my heart is always restless, telling me I shouldn't spend my entire life in the dirt."
Martial Uncle Xu was somewhat surprised, not expecting such words from the old farmer before him.
Just as he hesitated, crisp chimes of a bell rang out from the distant mountain peak.
The blue-robed cultivator behind him spoke up to remind him: "Martial Uncle, the Sect Master has convened an assembly."
Martial Uncle Xu looked back toward the mountain peak and swallowed the words he had been about to say.
Taking out a book, he handed it to Xuanyuan Tuo.
"Return home first and read this scripture. If you can cultivate a strand of spiritual energy within one year, you may come find me again." Having spoken, Martial Uncle Xu soared away into the sky.
Xuanyuan Tuo's eyes went wide in awe.
"Xiao Qin, do not give him trouble," Martial Uncle Xu specially instructed before departing.
The blue-robed cultivator complied. Glaring at Xuanyuan Tuo, he snorted coldly. "A fool truly has a fool's luck.
"Get lost already! Come back only if you actually manage to cultivate spiritual energy!"
Seeing this, Xuanyuan Tuo had no choice but to depart reluctantly.
After walking for a while, he seemed to remember something. His face turned pale, and he tried to look back, only to find that the vast immortal mountain had vanished without a trace.
Xuanyuan Tuo slapped his thigh in bitter regret: "I can't read!"
...
*Boom!*
The illusion shattered, and Li Fan returned to reality.
Reflecting on what he had just seen, his expression was peculiar.
"What did you see?" the guiding cultivator beside him asked.
Putting on an awestruck expression, Li Fan answered, "I saw the Heavenly Venerable assuming the form of heaven and earth, preaching the Dao across the mortal world..."
"Hmph. A trace of the Heavenly Venerable's aura lingers within the Alliance Headquarters, so every cultivator who enters for the first time experiences an illusion..." The guiding cultivator snorted before offering an explanation.
He then escorted Li Fan toward the Protector Hall headquarters.
Along the way, Li Fan pondered in secret.
*I wonder what determines the illusion one witnesses?*
*This Chuanfa truly has some bizarre inclinations, leaving his own life story laid bare here for his disciples and descendants to view...*
*Heh, to think the dignified Chuanfa Heavenly Venerable once had such an embarrassing past.*
Li Fan found it hard to connect that dark-skinned old farmer with the white-haired, long-bearded elder of sorrowful countenance.
*If the Tianyuan Sect had accepted Chuanfa back then, perhaps the course of history in the Xuanhuang Realm would have been different?*
*Then again, not necessarily.*
*Once Chuanfa awakened, he was not someone a minor sect like that could alter. Speaking of which, after the great catastrophe descended, that Tianyuan Sect barely held out before falling to internal strife.*
*On the other hand, that Martial Uncle Xu bore quite a resemblance to Xu Yuanxian, the Chief of the Protector Hall. Could he be an ancestor?*
In an instant, countless thoughts flickered through his mind.
Upon arriving at the long bluestone path outside the Protector Hall, Li Fan reined in his thoughts.
Following the exact same procedure as when he had used the Law-Audience Jade Plaque in his previous life, he waited in line for several days before finally entering the space of Yanfa Jue.
Looking at the "listless" Yanfa Jue, Li Fan feigned intense excitement.
"Why is there another one?" Yanfa Jue grumbled, her irritated expression entirely genuine.
After all, standard deduction of techniques could be delegated to simulated personas.
Only custom deductions tailored via the Law-Audience Jade Plaque required her personal involvement.
"What are your requirements!" Yanfa Jue tossed a sheet of paper toward him.
Just as it was about to reach him, it was intercepted by "Sun Ang," who stood guard nearby.
"Hold!"
Sun Ang's action caught the attention of the other two guards.
"Brother Sun, is something amiss?" Hua Yueye asked, her expression turning somewhat grave.
Sun Ang shook his head. "It is only that, out of nowhere, I felt an inexplicable sense of unease. It is better to inspect him more carefully."
Considering it was for Yanfa Jue's safety, the other two guards exchanged glances and did not object.
Facing Sun Ang's approach, Fu Yuansheng appeared rather nervous.
"Greetings, Senior..."
Sun Ang ignored him entirely, resting his right hand atop his crown.
Fu Yuansheng's body stiffened on the spot.
After a moment, Sun Ang withdrew his hand.
Yet his furrowed brow did not relax.
"You two, please test him as well."
Hua Yueye and Zhang Xu nodded, each stepping forward to inspect him thoroughly.
Naturally, they detected nothing.
"Perhaps Brother Sun is overthinking things?" Hua Yueye remarked.
Sun Ang seemed still somewhat ill at ease, but having found nothing, he had no pretext to obstruct further.
Throughout the deduction process, he kept his eyes trained intently on Fu Yuansheng.
Once the technique deduction was complete, Fu Yuansheng, ashen-faced, fled the scene as if escaping for his life.
"Could it be from staying here for too long?" Hua Yueye asked with concern once the outsider had departed.
Sun Ang—who was Li Fan's true body—sensed the Essence of All Things now securely in his grasp.
He offered an excuse: "No. My mind is restless..."
"Perhaps something has happened to my clan's bloodline."
Chapter 1285