Li Fan spoke with sincere earnestness, "All these years, in my search for the once illustrious heroes of the Mystic Sky Sect, I've exhausted every corner of the Xuanhuang World, from the azure heights above to the depths of Yellow Spring below, turning it upside down. I was indeed fortunate to find some traces of the Law Kings, but I have never uncovered any clues related to the King of Mystic Sky. Yet I refuse to believe that with his unparalleled cultivation from back then, he truly perished..."
Mo Rubing listened quietly, his expression unchanging.
"As tens of thousands of years pass, the situation in the Xuanhuang World becomes increasingly perilous, teetering on the edge of collapse into the Immortal Ruins. If not for the numerous arrangements left behind by the King of Mystic Sky back then, it probably wouldn't have held out until now!"
"The arrangements from back then?" Mo Rubing narrowed his eyes.
