However, what the two white-robed assistants didn't understand was that they all said that this lord only lived for ten thousand years. Then what did the white-robed chief assistant mean when he said that he wouldn't close his eyes for ten thousand years to analyze?
If he had been confined for tens of thousands of years without cultivating, then how could he catch up with the pace of the outside world?
Or could it be…
In fact, this 'master' had lived for far more than ten thousand years?
On the other side…
The black shadow pushed open a door for himself. Behind the door, a person whose abdomen had been dissected but showed no signs of death was still shouting.
"Impossible, this is impossible.
Why are you so powerful?
This didn't make sense.
This didn't make sense.
This world was wrong.
You guys are also wrong. You guys shouldn't be so powerful.
You can't be so powerful.
I must be dreaming.
This is impossible!"
