"When exactly did the incident with Fuxi Shi occur?"
"This matter, this Poor Daoist truly does not know, as it happened within the Chaos Sea."
The Faceless One's visage, smooth as a mirror, expressed helplessness and contemplation.
He said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, only when the Six Saints return can this Poor Daoist tell you the few limited things I know.
"As of now, this Poor Daoist dares not say, nor can speak. Even if the Six Saints return, should the Transcender escape the range of the world's suppression of his power, and he enters the Chaos Sea, his peril far surpasses that of the Chaotic Behemoths.
"This Poor Daoist actually doesn't know what to do, only able to continuously deduce the faintest thread of vitality."
Li Ping'an's Spirit Platform sank into silence.
The path ahead is fraught with obstacles, the pressure brought by the Transcender Teacher still lingers.
He chuckled awkwardly, "These are all matters for later, let's deal with the Kunpeng first."
