"Ten thousand years?" Lin Sheng frowned. It seemed things did not tally with Ancellia's timeline. Could it be that different worlds had different speeds of flow of time?
"Yeah. But since three thousand years ago, there had been no outsider coming until now," said the humanoid who claimed to be the Divine Pillar.
"Then why are you revealing yourself before me? What is your purpose?" Lin Sheng squinted.
"Purpose? There is no purpose. I am dying soon," said the Divine Pillar calmly. "Nothing is forever in the world. My life is ending. Had it not been for the master using his power to keep me alive, I would have vanished several thousand years ago."
"So?"
"So I want to find an outsider who can take away everything that could record things about the Phantasieren race." The Divine Pillar did not sound like he was dying.
"Then what is the meaning of it?" Lin Sheng's brows knitted together.