"Two hundred years!"
The figure in the purple robe frowned slightly and said discontentedly, "No, that's too long. Tell them, within a hundred years, they must fully comprehend the form of the Yama!"
Taihong Dao Saint was slightly surprised and hesitated, "Isn't that too tight?"
The purple-robed figure shook his head, "Time waits for no one!"
Taihong Dao Saint fell silent.
He understood the meaning of these words; they were now trapped in the world of Chaos, like birds in a cage, while outside the cage, powerful adversaries awaited.
This adversary was the Qin Dynasty, growing stronger at an unimaginable speed.
Even.
Within less than a millennium, Qin could already defeat Unity Realm masters.
Imagine, if given another hundred-plus years, how much stronger would Qin become?
By then, when the seal laid by the Human Emperor dissipates, would their situation become incredibly perilous?
