Just then, his master, a Divinity Transformation Celestial Monarch, suddenly found him and placed a coffin before him.
"Ping'an, the Great Calamity is imminent. Quickly, get into this Hermit Coffin. It will help you survive this disaster. You will reawaken someday in a future era."
"A future era?"
Li Ping'an was visibly shocked.
He had never heard of such a treasure.
"Master, what about you?"
"I must escort a group of disciples to a small Secret Realm for sanctuary."
"Master, will we meet again?"
"I…"
His master's expression was grave. He didn't give a direct answer, instead rapidly explaining a few things.
Finally, Li Ping'an lay down in the coffin, and his consciousness began to fade.
His master's parting words, filled with reluctance, were the last thing he heard before drifting into a deep slumber.
"Ping'an, don't be sad. If fate allows, we will meet again."
...
An unknown amount of time passed.
