The Zhao clan's ancestor did not have a great reputation, largely because of the unreliable descendants who brought harm upon harm to the family across generations.
Just like Zhao Yi now, casually swearing by the ancestor.
One day, when he breaks his oath, the reputation of the Zhao clan's ancestor can be imagined.
The Sage of Time was unaware of the numerous misdeeds of Zhao clan's descendants.
After Zhao Yi finished speaking, she believed him.
Or rather, she had no choice but to believe him.
Zhao Yi's slash not only severed Yao Su's head but also the vitality of the Sage of Time.
Yao Su's head was nearly devoid of life, and the Sage of Time was incredibly weak.
She had no option but to trust that Zhao Yi would keep his promise.
"The treasure vault of my true form is at....."
The Sage of Time paused for a moment, then gave an address unfamiliar to Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi repeated it, memorizing the address, intending to visit the Spirit Realm when he had time.
