"Brother Ye, are you saying that the mighty figures from 30,000 years ago were all captured by the people from the Great Void?"
"It's very possible," Ye Wusheng nodded and said, "The lifespan of a Venerable Master is close to 30,000 years; it's predestined. Perhaps, everything is a cycle of reincarnation."
The younger cultivator sighed. "Our Ye clan finally produced a Venerable Master after 30,000 years…"
"Let's not talk about that for now. There's movement."
The duo exchanged a look before flying toward the lake.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A commotion rang from within an ice block.
Since the duo did not know Duanmu Sheng was trapped inside, they were puzzled by the commotion. They continued flying toward the island in the center of the lake.
After flying for a quarter of an hour, Ye Wusheng raised his hand. "Stop."
Ye Wusheng looked at the island; he thought it was strange. "The area up ahead is frozen by Lu Wu. Why did it do this?"
