As his words finished, the Blood River Demon Venerable no longer paid attention to the title-level reincarnators with varied expressions. He casually made a swipe in the air with his right hand, and a pitch-black space rift appeared out of thin air.
He strode into it, and his figure disappeared instantly, leaving only a brief and icy message that slowly echoed within the distorted space-time rift:
"Three days later, still collect the Heaven-Covering Talisman here, don't be late!"
The many title-level reincarnators watched as the Blood River Demon Venerable's figure vanished into the space rift, and for a moment, the entire space-time rift fell into a deathly silence once again.
This time, no one dared to speak out in obstruction, nor did anyone dare to even harbor a thought of disrespect.
They were all beings who had struggled through countless cycles of life and death, accumulating vast knowledge and experience.
