"By the way," Zhang Ze suddenly asked.
"Sect Leader, can't you advance further?
"Just with a swish, ascend to the heavens in one step, then with a slice of the knife, cut the water current, sever the endless Earth Sea, and become the eternal emperor?"
Listening to Zhang Ze's nonsense, Chen Qianhu snorted, "What are you thinking? I'm not a fortune teller, shaking a divination tube, getting whatever you want."
As he spoke, Chen Qianhu reached forward and drew in the air, and a fissure appeared in the space before him. As the fissure appeared, everything in reality was swallowed by it.
"This is already my limit. If I had another hundred years, maybe, but for now, I can't..."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ze sighed, realizing that his plan for Old Ascender to stand tall and firm also fell through.
