Yang Aoshan smiled lightly, seemingly without embarrassment: "Then, Master, could you divine a little?"
Old ginger is spicier, Fang Zhi not only has stronger cultivation, is more deeply immersed in the Array Path, but is also adept at Divination, naturally much more formidable than Yang Aoshan herself.
Fang Zhi stood up and slowly paced towards the northern starry sky, saying: "It is said that that place is called the Primordial Realm, where the universe is born and dies, every eighty million years the universe will be reshaped, birthing several Star Lords to seek the opportunity to become Emperors.
We ordinary Emperor Level beings cannot say we enter it, even the Divine Thought cannot penetrate within, thus we naturally cannot glean its internal situations."
Yang Aoshan sighed slightly: "So, even Master can't do it..."
