"Can you tell me his story?"
Yin Shangren slumped to the ground, his voice slightly hazy as he asked.
Breaking the prolonged silence.
Not long ago, still harboring a glimmer of hope, Yin Shangren conducted the final experiment verification in the dungeons beneath the Sacred Capital City.
The result was no different from what Li Ping had said.
So he didn't say anything more, just carefully collected Mr. Bai's rib bones.
Afterward, he returned to the Saint Emperor Seat, staring blankly at the image of Mr. Bai.
Li Ping didn't disturb him, also gazing intently at the portrait.
As if in remembrance.
At this moment, when Yin Shangren asked his question, it was exactly what Li Ping had been waiting for.
He immediately narrated the rough course of Mr. Bai's life.
Yin Shangren listened very intently.
"I only knew that in the Ancient Xuanhuang World, there existed Great Heavenly Sovereigns towering above all those in the Immortal Realm. However, I never imagined..."
