Wang Wei disappeared before reappearing on top of a small mountain located in the Southern Continent. This mountain was part of undeveloped land, meaning there were no lives in a hundred thousand miles in diameter.
Wang Wei looked at an old man–this generation's sect master of the Watcher Sect.
"You came," said the old man calmly, a wise aura emanating from his body. Although he was only in the Quasi-Emperor Realm, he had an otherworldly aura about him, just like he was a supreme powerhouse on par with Immortal Tier cultivators.
"Okay, there's no need for pretense. Everything you do is meaningless, since I can see things you cannot fathom."
The old man began to cough, almost choking. He had been waiting here for a thousand years, living every day in fear and worry. He knew the Heavenly Emperor would come to see him one day, but he did not know when. So, he waited, wanting to pretend he had expected the latter for a long time.
