With thoughts fluctuating, Gu Yuan did not make a move but instead looked up and asked.
"I dare not deceive you, fellow Daoist, it's been over a hundred and twenty years!"
The young man inside the token showed a sad expression and couldn't help but sigh.
"One hundred and twenty years, if I wait a few more decades, it would be two hundred years of effort, you really have great perseverance..."
Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan couldn't help but sigh as well.
This person's will to survive is truly remarkable.
"If I'm outmatched, I deserve to die without complaint!"
"But it's hateful how that person plotted, sneakily attacked from behind, turning two hundred years of friendship into nothing. I am truly unwilling! Unwilling!"
"As long as there is a sliver of hope, I will not give up, and I must cultivate divine power and fight him again!"
The vague silhouette on the token showed a face full of hate and said through gritted teeth.
