[AN: I added the Information Hall in the previous chapter.]
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Empyrean White Cloud was an old man dressed in all-white robes with golden cloud patterns. His long hair was white, along with his beard that reached his chest. He calmly listened to this person's words.
'There is no way for him to be the destined one,' he thought. Many information agencies have deduced that the chosen one is from the lower dimension. However, the person in front of him was an Empyrean. No matter how talented and blessed that [Son of an Era] is, they could not have become an Empyrean in a barren place like the lower dimension or the short period after ascending.