Yuan Shui Saint Emperor laughed and said: "I wasnât referring to that matter, but the Eleventh Realm junior suppressing the Black Abyss. Wasnât it you who secretly cultivated him? Before Xing Yuan left, he asked us to take care of his forces..."
Thatâs the reason he brought it up.
Xing Yuan was willing to explore the path.
Naturally, there were conditions attached, including taking care of his forces.
This was a promise, and not just an ordinary promise. Breaking it would result in significant losses for them.
If not for this, he wouldnât care about the "minor issues" of the Eleventh Realm; he was afraid of an accident affecting himself.
"It wasnât me, rest assured. As for the Black Abyss, I will also take care of it; nothing will go wrong."
Of course, nothing will go wrong, that is all.
As for the opportunity, whether it can be preserved or not has nothing to do with him; it wasnât part of their agreement with the Star Abyss Saint Emperor.
"Then I can be at ease!"
The Boundless Saint Emperor no longer mentioned it but changed the topic, saying: "I wonder what this gathering is for this time..."
"Who knows..."
It wasnât just them discussing; others were puzzled too.
Soon, a voice came through.
"This matter is related to Xing Yuan you just mentioned." The convener of this gathering, Hong Yun, appeared.
Hearing Hong Yunâs words, the Saint Emperors present all stiffened.
Xing Yuan had gone to explore.
Could something have gone wrong?
Would it affect their plans?
All the Saint Emperors were filled with thoughts.
"Hong Yun, just say it, what happened?"
Hong Yun didnât beat around the bush and directly said: "Not long ago, Xing Yuan used a special method to contact me."
"Has Xing Yuan reached the Newborn Land? According to the original estimate, wasnât it still a hundred years away?"
They knew the method of contact between Xing Yuan and Hong Yun, but according to the original plan, they were to wait until he entered the Newborn Land.
There was still a long way to go.
As expected, Hong Yun shook his head: "Xing Yuan hasnât arrived yet. He contacted me with only one purpose, to request help!"
Request for help!
The Saint Emperors were all shocked inside; this wasnât good news.
"What trouble did Xing Yuan encounter?" a Saint Emperor directly asked.
"He said he didnât know why he awoke early and got trapped. He needs us to rescue him so he can continue moving forward," Hong Yun explained.
Xing Yuan was sent out in a pseudo-dead state, allowing revival.
Howeverâ
"A premature revival, and being trapped, what did he encounter? During the crossing of realms, there shouldnât be such conditions, right?"
Revival was possible, but it was supposed to happen only upon reaching the Newborn Land, and only then could revival occur.
Hong Yun continued: "Xing Yuan himself isnât clear on the details, communication is difficult. He could only explain the basic situation, but the good news is heâs found a way to rescue himself. Itâs just that with his own strength, he canât get out. He needs to rely on both external forces and his own strength to resonate so that he can escape."
"Rely on external forces, do you mean we should act?" someone asked.
"No, itâs the people of the Newborn Land who need to act. Heâs closer to the Newborn Land now, so he needs the forces there."
"What a joke; if we had a way to influence the Newborn Land, we wouldnât need to spend so much time implementing the plan..."
"Isnât this making it difficult for us?"
Hong Yun remained unfazed, then said: "Do you really have no way? Remember, we made a promise that if we could help, we would definitely help. If thereâs truly no way, then so be it. But if there is a way and we donât help, that would be retribution, cutting off our own path of cultivation."
As beings of the Twelfth Realm, they wouldnât utter such childish words without reason.
Aside from taking care of forces, this was also one of the promises, and breaking it would have even more severe consequences.
It might even affect their path of cultivation.
This, for them, was one of the most serious outcomes.
After he said this, someone finally drew a breath and stood up, saying: "I have a way to contact a cultivator in the Newborn Land, but thereâs only one chance... Hong Yun, are you sure you really have a way?"
"Rest assured, Lord of Light, Xing Yuan wouldnât gamble with his own life."
The person who stood up and spoke was a mighty being enveloped in white light, making others feel like a spring breeze and wanting to be embraced and merged with him.
All the Saint Emperors present knew this famous Saint Emperor.
Lord of Light!
He is the source of faith for one of the largest faith cultivation schools in the Old Land Starry Sky, a fearsome powerhouse.
On the surface, he redeems and embraces everything, but in reality, he devours everything.
"Lord of Light, do you really have a way? The Newborn Land isnât that easy to contact..."
The Lord of Lightâs voice was gentle: "Since Iâve stepped forward, naturally, thereâs a way. Do any of you remember the heretic of my Light Faith, the Silver Light Lord?"
Present are all Twelve Realm Saint Emperors; once they know, they wonât forget, thus they immediately recalled.
Hong Yun spoke: "The Silver Light Lord who was killed by the Boundless and sent to the Newborn Land?"
The impression of the Silver Light Lord was not shallow among the Saint Emperors present.
The Eleventh Realm beings killed and sent to the Newborn Land were either lone wolves or cultivators from non-Saint Emperor-seated forces.
The Silver Light Lord was the exception.
The Silver Light Lord, originally the strongest under the Lord of Light, was sacrificed by him.
Because the Silver Light Lord wanted to replace the Light Faith with Silver Light Faith to absorb faith and achieve the Twelfth Realm.
Eventually, the Lord of Light proposed the Silver Light Lordâs execution, carried out by the Boundless Saint Emperor.