"Let's see…" The Sky Word Emperor entered a contemplative mode, "I sacrificed myself of my own accord and plans after making that brat who picked another cultivation method over the immortal method the successor, and I don't particularly need anything since I'm long dead, but I am curious about my innumerable descendants. Ah, forget it. I shouldn't be interested in the living, or I'll risk karmic burden upon them. I also sealed a few Anarchic Divergents outside the Three Layers. I'd like to see if their seals are still in place, but I can't send you, an Anarchic Divergent, there. Forget it."
He kept waving his hand dismissively with each thought and utterance and then began summoning a rune out of thin air.
[IMPOSE]
