"How long will each of the sixteen Semi-Progenitors need to spend here for their shift?" Hen Xin asked.

The Progenitor of Bloodlines looked at the man for a moment before exclaiming, "You are someone from ancient times! You are one of the masters of the Twelve Heavenly Gates. You fully deserve your reputation. If all of these Semi-Progenitors can break through to become Progenitors, humanity will no longer need to worry about anything."

Bullshit! Kui Luo rolled his eyes. Break through to become Progenitors? If it was that easy, the Aeternals would have been eliminated long ago. How can you say something so ridiculous?

At the same time, the Ghost Monkey also rolled his eyes. Bullshit!

"Half a year. You’ll each take a half-year shift. What do you think about that?" The Progenitor of Bloodlines clearly had not considered this question before Hen Xin brought it up so casually.

Hen Xin immediately responded, "Yes."

The Progenitor of Bloodlines continued, saying, "I hope that you all will not fight among yourself during this time, or at least, hold off on such things until we are sure that the Aeternals will not invade again. I ask that you all give this old man some face."

After he finished speaking, the old man raised a hand and brought out sixteen dots into space. Each of the dots represented a number. "Everyone, it's time to draw lots."

Lu Buzheng arched a brow. This was a show of might from the Progenitor. It was clear to see that the dots were for drawing lots, but no one could see what...