"Wait for me for a hundred thousand years. A hundred thousand years from now, my power will have fully recovered. At that time, 'Cang' and I will send you back to the past."
A white robe, a soft murmur in the wind; Liu Baiyi quietly vanished, yet his voice still echoed by Ye Xuan's ears.
Right now Liu Baiyi's Cultivation at the Shocking-Heaven-Defying-Earth realm had not yet fully recovered; he still needed a hundred thousand years to return to his peak.
"Settle down here in peace. This way you can also avoid many risks." 'Cang' rasped in a low voice, once more transforming into a hunched old man, then disappeared without a trace.
Obviously, Ye Xuan staying here was the safest choice. After all, 'Cang' was here; even if 'Prison' came attacking again, he would have to take 'Cang's existence into account.
...
On the summit of Duanchang Mountain.
