"Besides you, is there anyone else who possesses 'power'?"
"How does this 'power' come about?"
"This thing—Earth Immortals haven't seen it for who knows how many years!"
Ao Yuan stood up abruptly, grabbing Jiang Xiaobai's collar.
He looked somewhat crazed.
"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiaobai narrowed his eyes.
"Damn it!"
Ao Yuan was frustrated and anxious, "You don't know, the significance of this matter is extraordinary!"
"I know there's been trouble on the path to immortality, but even before that, the decline of heaven had already halted the emergence of 'power'. According to records of my dragon clan, heaven seemed to be declining, or perhaps it had reached a certain extreme and had started to decay!"
"And indeed, after that, it was true—heaven was in decline. Otherwise, spaces like the prismatic space, which burden heaven, wouldn't have come into existence!"