On the Black Ship, the High Priest of the Black Ship sensed the anomaly outside. His expression turned grave, and he immediately tidied his robes, stepping out of the cabin.
Upon sensing the old man's aura, deep and immeasurable like an ocean abyss, and recognizing that face noted in the Black Ship's records, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He promptly stepped forward to greet him voluntarily.
"High Priest of the Black Ship Saint, pays respects to Senior Ji."
"Is Er Niu dead?"
"The previous High Priest sacrificed himself for us, seeking a method to dissolve the curse."
"Since you recognize me, you must know what I want to ask, right? Do you have any information about White Sun?"
"The White Sun Evil Cult has already been destroyed, and the White Sun Holy Mother is dead."
Upon hearing this, the old man laughed heartily.
"So he truly is dead. Over a hundred years ago, the classics he left behind had the evil parts directly erased by an invisible force.
