Zhu Ju sat cross-legged atop a round stone, his eyes tightly closed, but his Divine Thought was connected with Zhou Ruxuan in the distance.
"Who are you now?"
"I am still me." Zhou Ruxuan's voice carried a faint sigh.
"The Great Dao has collapsed and Taiyin is dead. I've merely inherited a portion of Her memories."
"There's no need for more words, Brother Zhu. Just wait for the heavenly tribulation. With your foundation, passing the tribulation shouldn't be difficult."
"A tribulation?" Zhu Ju sent via Divine Thought.
"In the Ancient Era, All Gods saw the Thunder Tribulation as a calamity, but little did they know it was also an opportunity."
"The opportunity for Mortal Ascension!"
"Oh!" Zhou Ruxuan raised an eyebrow.
"It seems that after All Gods fell, Immortals gained a deeper understanding of the Great Dao."
"Indeed."
"The Method you cultivate, Brother Zhu, is something I've never encountered in my memories. It's simply inconceivable."
