998, what can be done in a hundred thousand years?

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Lu Yue.

Han Muye recognized who Lu Yue was.

The pitiful one brought from Earth by the master of Nine Mystic Mountain.

The sword cultivator who cleaved heaven and earth with a single stroke.

The unrestrained one who left behind his three-foot-long sword and walked away.

Lu Yue, that was him, Han Muye.

It turned out he had gone to the Eternal Heaven years ago.

"So it was him," Han Muye nodded lightly, "then I shall do my best to assist my senior in entering the Eternal Heaven."

In front of him, the Primordial Creator's form slowly faded, his voice coming through: "I'll give you a hundred thousand years. After a hundred thousand years, this Immortal Sovereign will make another attempt to breach the Eternal Heaven."

"If I can't get through, then, this side of heaven and earth shall perish with me, descending into the God-Ending abyss."

As the form dissipated, the space before him became empty and deserted.

Inside the grand hall, there was solemn silence.