The smile on Qiu Ruofeng's face remained unchanged.
He seemed to anticipate Lu Qing's question long ago and calmly waved his hand.
"No need to worry, Fellow Daoist," he said with a smile. "Since I invited you here, I will naturally lay everything out clearly. However, this matter is of great importance and must be recounted from the beginning. I ask for your patience."
He looked at Lu Qing and asked, "May I dare ask, Fellow Daoist, have you ever heard of a prophecy long circulating among the stars?"
"A prophecy?" Lu Qing raised an eyebrow slightly.
He thought for a moment, recalling some records he had seen in the Holy Alliance's ancient texts.
The history of the Human Race in the Heavenly Origin Great World is long-standing. Back in the Holy Alliance, he had perused many ancient books, among which one recorded various ancient legends.
Indeed, that text mentioned a prophecy.
"Are you referring to... the prophecy about a catastrophe descending from the stars?"
Lu Qing asked.
