"Why?" The ancestor's eyes were profound, "Because the heavens are about to be destroyed, and perhaps there is a glimmer of hope beyond The Boundary Sea."
The expressions of the gathered Immortal Kings changed drastically upon hearing this.
A trace of melancholy flashed in the ancestor's eyes, and his voice was ancient and hoarse:
"I once peered into the future and saw a fragment of a scene. In the not-so-distant future, all heavens and the myriads of worlds will be buried in the passage of time.
There will be an unprecedented great calamity that will overturn the heavens, annihilating our realm.
In the future, karma will be reversed, time will be chaotic. Even seemingly eternal things will perish. Even I will bleed in the starry sky."
"Even the ancestor will bleed in the starry sky..."
The gathered Immortal Kings were in disbelief.
This was truly unimaginable.
