The death of the Sword Holding Great Emperor, his master's seclusion, the Empress's cultivation, and Erniu's departure. All of these were like the needle of a huge sundial that was slowly spinning.
After thirty years, the world would change.
The ancient immortal outside Wanggu became an executioner's blade that hung above the heads of all living beings, transforming into a life-and-death crisis.
Moreover, one could imagine that as time passed, this sense of danger would become increasingly intense.
After all, thirty years wasn't too long for mortals, let alone for cultivators.
Perhaps after one secluded cultivation, thirty years would have passed.
The great danger became oppression that weighed heavily on the world.
Every race was making final preparations.
However, the only path in front of them seemed to be to pray for the god's protection.
