Pangong Tso

Eternal Peace Imperial Preceptor's body trembled slightly.

"The things you want to do are too big and the road ahead is filled with thistles and thorns. My life is coming to an end and I can't help you anymore, you'll have to rely on yourself."

The young patriarch smiled slightly, "Go back."

Eternal Peace clasped his hands together and bowed to the ground, "Thank you Dao friend for half of a lifetime of support!"

The young patriarch returned his greeting, "Since we are walking on the same path, we naturally have to support each other."

Eternal Peace Imperial Preceptor turned around to leave, with his clothes fluttering in the wind, disappearing into the boundless sea of people in the capital city.

The young patriarch rose and called Elder of Discipline over, "Let's go. It's time for the young cult master to ascend to power."