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"No, there might be other clues!"
Qing Yu's heart suddenly jolted, immediately recalling that one matter which tied to her return to the Sect.
The Grotto Heavens' sacred lands had called together the Sect's disciples to prepare to seal it for the future generations, with the purpose of surviving the great disaster.
"Could it be that the great calamity prophesied by the Patriarch in my Sect coincides with the disconnection of the Primal Chaos Realm from all other realms mentioned by Falling Clouds Taoist to avoid the disaster?"
Various traces all pointed towards a truth that Qing Yu dared not believe.
Seeing Qing Yu's lack of rebuttal and her silence, satisfaction flickered through Shen Yuan's eyes.
The information was far too fantastical; Shen Yuan did not expect Qing Yu to fully believe his words at first.
Moreover, Shen Yuan's objective was not to earn Qing Yu's trust in the present, but rather to lay out plans for an era ten thousand years later.
