"Just wait a moment."
After coming to his senses, Zhao Tingxian's complexion suddenly turned somewhat pale:
"You just said... the Dao Ancestor... is dead? How did he die?!"
He seemed to be struck by a tremendous shock, his eyes full of disbelief: "Is what you just said truly real?"
The few words Chu Zheng had spoken almost made him think that the flow of time between the Chaos Sea and the Great Universe had synchronized, and he was having some difficulty digesting the information.
After all, he had only been in the Chaos Sea for a little over thirty years, yet the situation on the outside had already turned upside down.
In an instant, he sensed an unusual aura; the pattern that had not changed for millions of years might be about to shatter.
The Great Change was approaching, and chaos was brewing...
"The specific cause of the Dao Ancestor's death is not clear, but the message is likely to be true."
Seeing Zhao Tingxian's extreme reaction, Chu Zheng felt a stir in his heart:
