The Prodigies War

“When do you plan on leaving for the Ancient Wasteland Domain?”

Zhao Tailai had followed Lin Xun back to Mind Cleansing Peak.

Lin Xun was taken aback. “Why do you suddenly ask?”

Zhao Tailai said, “Signs of the Great Dao Catastrophe have already begun to appear, and the passageway from the empire to the Ancient Wasteland Domain has begun to become unstable. If you intend to go, you’d better hurry up. According to the Heavenly Seer, there’s at most half a year before a great change occurs to the ‘lower plane’. By then, it will be too late to leave.”

Lin Xun’s heart shivered. “Does that mean I won’t be able to return even if I manage to leave safely?”

Zhao Tailai chuckled. “Who can say what will happen in the future? Even Saint experts are unable to predict all of the variables of this Great Dao Catastrophe. No one will dare to make any bold predictions about what will happen after.”

“I will take note of this.”

Lin Xun fell into thought. He had originally planned to polish his strength to perfection in the Blood Kill Battlefield. However, things often didn’t go as planned, and there were still some places where he felt he was still lacking.

For example, he had yet to learn the last three transformations of the Tribulation Dragon Nine Transformations.

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His cultivation was still stuck at the perfect Dao Ripple stage, and it would take him some time and effort to break through to the Dao Meaning stage.

Moreover, dao comprehension also required luck and timing. It wasn’t something that hard work alone could overcome. 

“When you decide when to leave, I will bring you to see the emperor. He will personally send you off.”