Eight hundred billion years was a very, very long time ago. It would be given a primordial descriptor in the chief worlds. A sword left by a demon outsider from eight hundred billion years ago? Now that was a bit interesting.

Based on Lu Yun’s understanding, the combat arts and dao methods of the outside were far superior to the ones in this world. The sacred supreme himself had killed the outsider? What was a sacred supreme? Was it the cultivation level above empyrean supreme?

And what did they call themselves? The Three Thousand? Three Thousand??

Lu Yun focused on deducing what he’d just learned, but all he saw were hazy shapes in front of him. The existence...