Chapitre 1818: Seeking Help

A hundred thousand years ago, when the Kunlun Realm was at its most glorious era, it had many saints and everyone was like a dragon; surpassing all of the heavens as the most powerful realm.

And even in the face of a massive disaster, not all of their powerful people would fall at the same time, that was not normal.

It was like a massive vessel sailing in the sea of gods, and even if it was crushed and sunk, the remaining mass of the ship was still formidable and was not something those tiny little boats could compare to.

Was the vessel that had sunk about to resurface?

Zhang Ruochen's heart could not be calmed for a long time.

"It's a good thing," he said.

"If all those major sects, schools, and families have some really incredible people reappearing in the world, or walking out from history, then the rise of the Kunlun Realm would come sooner than later.

"Did anyone from the Zhang Clan survive, though?"