Time flows like water, fleeting in an instant.
Every day, Ye Xuan meditated on the sixth Small Cauldron, hoping to comprehend the opportunities within, and hoping even more for the Forbidden Heavenly Technique contained within the sixth Small Cauldron.
However, Ye Xuan did not know that a crisis was silently approaching.
...
Undying Heavenly Palace!
All things dormant, oppressively silent.
The Undying Heavenly Lord sat cross-legged in mid-air, dressed in black, his expression devoid of happiness or sorrow, yet when his eyes occasionally opened and closed, a dense murderous intent flickered within.
"Lord, the people have been brought back."
The sound of footsteps came from outside, and the Undying Lord and several Immortals escorted two prisoners into the Heavenly Palace.
If Ye Xuan were here, he would surely recognize these two prisoners as Primordial Spirit and Luo Hou.
"Raise your heads." The Undying Heavenly Lord spoke coldly.
"Salute… Salute the Heavenly Lord."
