Hearing Xiao Yi's words, Yun Potian was not as surprised as one might imagine; instead, he merely paused slightly.
It was as if he had already anticipated the demise of the Cloud Mist Sect.
After all, the Cloud Mist Sect was only at its most prosperous when Yun Potian was alive.
After Yun Potian passed away, the Cloud Mist Sect immediately began showing signs of decline.
Fortunately, relying on the mysterious place known as the Gate of Life and Death, it still ensured that every Sect Master could possess the strength of a Dou Huang.
Although this was unremarkable in the Central Plains, within the Jia Ma Empire on the Northwest Continent, it was already considered a powerful expert.
This allowed the Cloud Mist Sect to barely sustain its Legacy for a hundred years.
"A mere hundred years, and the Sect is destroyed. Looking at it this way, it is all fate..."
Yun Potian's eyes were hollow as he looked at Xiao Yi, murmuring to himself.
"Young man, the Cloud Mist Sect must have been destroyed by your hand..."
Yun Potian paused, then spoke again in a deep voice.
After all, Yun Potian understood one thing: although the young man before him was not old, his strength was terrifying!
It was so terrifying that even he could not discern the true extent of the person's power.
Xiao Yi's lips curled slightly as he nodded:
"The current Cloud Mist Sect is rotten from top to bottom. As the nominal number one Sect in the Jia Ma Empire, they showed no ambition, choosing instead to collude with the Hall of Souls!"
"They engaged in acts of bullying and oppressing the weak, relying on their power!"
"Is there any need for a Sect that is rotten to the core to exist?"
When Xiao Yi spoke, his words were completely calm. Even when facing Yun Potian, the Ancestral Master who founded the Cloud Mist Sect, Xiao Yi showed no sign of fear on his face.
Because Xiao Yi could perceive through Yun Potian's current state that this wisp of residual Soul before him...
...was not overly powerful in life, seemingly having only just managed to reach the Dou Zun Realm.
Therefore, even Peak Yun Potian held no fear for Xiao Yi.
And the current Yun Potian was merely a wisp of residual Soul, not to mention the presence of Xiao Xuan supporting Xiao Yi.
Upon hearing this, a hint of loneliness flashed in Yun Potian's hollow eyes.
He sighed with great helplessness:
"Looking at it this way, it truly is the will of Heaven..."
"Young man, would you be willing to listen to my story?"
"Just let this old man ramble for a bit. The secrets and all the Opportunities of this Gate of Life and Death will belong to you..."
After Yun Potian finished speaking, his gaze toward Xiao Yi contained a degree of anticipation.
Hearing this, Xiao Yi nodded.
Xiao Yi was quite curious about the deeds of this Ancestral Master who founded the Cloud Mist Sect.
After all, the original work provided very little introduction to Yun Potian; Ling Ying had only mentioned him in passing.
Upon hearing this, Yun Potian's hollow eye sockets seemed to gain a bit of vitality, and he immediately began speaking eloquently.
"A hundred years ago, I was merely a Loose Cultivator, struggling in the Central Plains, and in the end, I only barely managed to step into the Dou Zun Realm..."
"When I advanced to Dou Zun, I originally wanted to go further, but unfortunately, I realized that for a Loose Cultivator, being able to Cultivate to Dou Zun was already incredibly difficult. To advance further, without the support of a powerful faction behind me, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven..."
"Therefore, my pursuit of the Realm was no longer intense, and instead, I had the idea of establishing my own Sect..."
"Although a Dou Zun was considered a top-tier expert in places like the Northern Region of the Central Plains, in the Central Region of the Central Plains, there were many Dou Zun Experts!"
"So, by coincidence, I came to this Northwest Continent and set my sights on the Jia Ma Empire..."
"Relying on my strength as a newly advanced Dou Zun, I easily dominated the Jia Ma Empire and subsequently established the Cloud Mist Sect..."
Yun Potian's wisp of residual Soul became more energetic the more he spoke, clearly immersed in the memories of those years.
After all, judging by Yun Potian's description, he was so refreshed and invigorated back then—a Loose Cultivator who relied on his own power to Cultivate all the way to the Dou Zun Realm.
Yun Potian paused, then spoke again:
"Since founding the Cloud Mist Sect, my path of cultivation was temporarily put aside. Relying on my Dou Zun strength, I traveled across the Northwest Continent, completely establishing the reputation of the Cloud Mist Sect throughout the Northwest Continent..."
"Alas, even with the land of Legacy, the successors I chose only managed to reach the Dou Zong Realm..."
After Yun Potian spoke, a hint of loneliness still showed in his eyes. Clearly, Yun Potian had long anticipated the fate of the Cloud Mist Sect.
After all, the successive Sect Masters of the Cloud Mist Sect could truly be described as declining with each generation.
He just hadn't expected the day of the Cloud Mist Sect's decline to arrive so quickly.
Having said that, Yun Potian suddenly burst into laughter, the sound carrying a sense of relief.
"Forget it, forget it. This is fate..."
"Young man, although you were the one who destroyed the Cloud Mist Sect, this old man holds no resentment toward you..."
"I must even thank you for being willing to listen to me ramble for so long..."
"I will also keep my promise and tell you the Opportunity and secrets of this Gate of Life and Death..."
"Young man, take a bold guess as to why I chose to establish the Cloud Mist Sect here in the Jia Ma Empire back then..."
Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes:
"Because of this Gate of Life and Death?"
Yun Potian smiled and nodded:
"Exactly. However, the Gate of Life and Death is only one part of the reason..."
"When I was traveling through the Jia Ma Empire back then, I accidentally discovered the miraculous place known as the Gate of Life and Death..."
"Although the pressure inside the Gate of Life and Death is immense, it is extremely helpful to Cultivators below the Dou Huang level, which is why I chose this location to establish the Cloud Mist Sect..."
"As for the other reason, I discovered back then that the Gate of Life and Death had this effect because beneath it lay an even greater Opportunity..."
Hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across Xiao Yi's face.
"An even greater Opportunity?"
However, Yun Potian did not answer. Instead, a faint light shone on his wisp of residual Soul.
"Young man, I have told you everything I know..."
"Now that the Cloud Mist Sect's fate has arrived, the burdens in my heart have been lifted..."
After Yun Potian finished speaking, the already tattered residual Soul slowly shattered, turning into wisps of light that dissipated over the stone coffin.
At this moment, Xiao Yi couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for Yun Potian!
After all, judging by Yun Potian's attitude toward him, Yun Potian's character was extraordinary!
Yun Potian was indeed worthy of being the Ancestral Master who founded the Cloud Mist Sect. It was a pity that the Cloud Mist Sect declined with each generation, completely ruining a good hand of cards.
Leading to such a demise.
Following the dissipation of Yun Potian's residual Soul, the secret chamber fell silent once again.
Xiao Yi once again mobilized his Soul Power to probe the Gate of Life and Death, hoping to find the great Opportunity that Yun Potian had spoken of!
Yet, no matter how Xiao Yi searched, he still couldn't find anything unusual.
"Ancestor..."
Following Xiao Yi's soft call, Xiao Xuan's figure slowly emerged from Xiao Yi's storage ring.