"Who are you, elder? Can you help solve this mystery?"
Ethan Smith forcibly suppressed the waves of shock within him as he quietly asked.
"I am a friend of Path Profound, never thought the Lower Realm would be turbulent, just like the Saint’s World."
The old Taoist pointed at his heart, where the Retribution Seal was located.
Ethan took a sharp intake of breath, a friend of the Morning Frost Saint.
What kind of identity does this Taoist hold?
"The Heavenly Sin Tomb was never ant to be here, yet I don’t know why it appeared within this Holy Kingdom. If you are truly the source of this causation, I’m afraid you will find this calamity inescapable. I’ve lived here for so long, and yet to encounter such an intriguing matter—today I’ll break a rule and divine for you."
"Grandpa, didn’t you say your divination could cost lives? Why do it for brother?"
The little girl beside him curiously asked.
"Cough, cough, no harm in this boy’s Life Pattern. He has already entangled himself with the Power of Eight Trigrams, the Heavenly Sin Tomb, and even acquired one of the Unlucky Three Rings, so it won’t hurt to add this on."
The old man seed slightly awkward, ignoring Ethan Smith’s darkened expression.
With a flick of his hands, Ethan felt a stabbing pain in his chest.
A bloody hole appeared in his chest; at his fingertips was a drop of vibrant red blood from his heart.
He placed his finger on his forehead, drawing a red line of fresh blood across it.
Borrowing Insight!
The old Taoist suddenly grabbed Ethan’s head, pressing his forehead against Ethan’s.
Ethan’s pupils seed uncertain, turning as murky as the old Taoist’s.
At this mont, he saw his own bewildered expression.
Or rather, his eyes seed to have beco the old Taoist’s eyes.
His Divine Soul seed squeezed into another enormous energy, making it impossible for him to move.
Reaching past a thousand generations, forward into eons hence, all viewed as if within one’s grasp, hence it is called foresight.
Countless images flashed before his eyes.
In just a mont, Ethan felt his Divine Soul receive an incomprehensible amount of information.
The influx was so overwhelming that his head began to throb with pain.
One drop, then another, rain fell on Ethan’s head until he snapped back to his senses.
The old man and the little girl were long gone.
A drop of cold sweat trickled down Ethan’s temple—what had he seen?
Was it the future? Or just an illusion?
Right now, Ethan hadn’t fully regained his composure.
This sudden appearance of the old man had left him unsettled.
"Grandpa, didn’t you owe Grandpa Morning Frost a lot of wine? Why did you just leave like that!"
The little girl seed discontented with her grandfather’s actions.
"I’ve already let him see a certain change; if Grandpa got involved directly, he indeed would have no escape. The Borrowing Insight was my utmost capability. Whether he survives depends on his own Creation. Quickly leave this place, I feel as if sothing has already taken notice of ."
The old man shivered and swiftly pulled the little girl as they both vanished entirely from Ethereal Soaring City.
Ethan found a place to rest in Ethereal Soaring City, where even a casually chosen room cost a hundred ores.
Fortunately, Ethan had previously collected a heap of Space Rings, containing a considerable amount of ores.
"Young brother, Ethereal Soaring City seems to be in turmoil again. You’d better not wander around recklessly for now,"
the attendant kindly warned.
"Why say so?"
Ethan chuckled.
"The anomaly today was visible throughout the city. It’s probably the largest tomb to appear in Ethereal Soaring City for nearly a millennium, bound to bring about perilous strife behind it. This has beco typical for Ethereal Soaring City, but who doesn’t know that?"
The young man spoke with a wry smile.
"Considering the chaos near Ethereal Soaring City, how is the city’s security? Besides the personnel collecting tolls, there don’t seem to be any other guards,"
Ethan asked curiously.
"I’m not sure, but from my years living here, it seems no one ever caused a disturbance. I don’t know why either."
Ethan furrowed his brows slightly. If there hadn’t been large-scale conflicts in the city for a long ti,
then there must be so underlying force in the city capable of suppressing everyone with formidable power.
However, this young man probably wasn’t privy to deeper insights.
"By the way, if I want to gather information, where should I go?"
Ethan asked with a smile.
"Naturally, the trading center in the city is where nearly all experts in Ethereal Soaring City gather. It offers intelligence on various tombs and even bounty missions. If you wish to form a team, you can find one there. But rember to conceal your wealth to avoid attracting attention because inside the city is not like outside."
The young man subtly reminded.
"Thank you."
Ethan flipped a Crystal Ore, a second-grade ore roughly equivalent to a hundred ordinary ores.
"Thank you, big brother!"
The young man bead with joy, bowing repeatedly.
"Go out. Don’t let anyone disturb ."
Ethan said softly.
"No problem, no one will cause trouble here!"
The young man hurriedly replied.
The room contained only a bed, a seat, and a ditation cushion.
Next to the cushion were so simple edibles, water, and fruits.
Although for those at their level, absorbing Holy Energy was enough to sustain.
Many still retained the habit of eating.
Sitting on the ditation cushion, Ethan took a deep breath, a grave expression on his face.
He recalled the old Taoist of that day; his power far exceeded any realm Ethan could comprehend.
That strength surpassed even the Heavenly Maiden Dream Landscape, leaving Ethan feeling transparent before the old Taoist.
Especially the final Borrowing Insight the old man perford, which still left Ethan Smith’s skin crawling.
It seed the old Taoist, to avoid the gaze of so force, allowed Ethan to unleash Insight through his body.
Ethan had seen a certain future, a disaster he witnessed upon this land.
And each ti, he died! This filled Ethan with extre unrest.
The scenes were vague, fleeting, but Ethan was certain this was the place.
So power within you will unknowingly trigger calamity.
This is your three disasters upon this land.
Sothing on ? The Soul-Sealing Ring? The Power of Eight Trigrams? Or sothing else?
Ethan was unsure, or maybe the old Taoist was being cryptic.
Ethan felt incredibly uneasy. This feeling was of soone predicting disaster would befall you, which was very unsettling.
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