"A hundred years..." Yuan stood there in a daze, trying to comprehend the magnitude of the situation.
However, the Lord had more disheartening news to convey and continued, "The hundred-year threshold is but the present constraint. If the formation's demand for spiritual energy were to escalate further, that limit could decrease significantly—fifty years, even ten years, becomes a distinct possibility."
"Good heavens…" Yuan could no longer muster any strength to stand and took a seat on the ground.
"Is there no way to fix this?" he inquired after a brief pause.
"There are several approaches we can explore," the Lord replied, and he continued, "The first option is to open the gate between Earth and the Nine Heavens and relocate all inhabitants of this world to the Nine Heavens. While this approach would ensure our survival, it would not address the plight of Earth, not to mention the colossal logistical challenges involved in transporting billions of people to a new realm."
