"I am deeply aware that my end is near. I shall seclude myself from this day forth in search of the peak of alchemy. If I succeed, I might perhaps save Xiaoxiao. I do not know how long my seclusion will last and I might never come out. But it is also a wish of mine to be cremated in a land of alchemical refinement."
When Yi Yun read the last line in the black scroll, he finally understood that the senior had set up a massive array at Sun Burial Sandsea as a way to isolate himself in death.
His seclusion had spanned hundreds of million of years. Everything left in the stone temple was likely abandoned for hundreds of millions of years. After all that time, there was probably nothing left of the senior.
"This senior went into reclusion to save his daughter, Ling Xiaoxiao. Is she the girl I met?"
Yi Yun lowered the black scroll and looked up. He saw the adorable girl sitting on the cauldron, cupping her chin and looking at him.
