The one thousand something years was a long time. But if anyone would go back it, then when everyone was on this spot in the past, in the same camp belonging to the forces of power from True Sacred Yin World, in the same vortex of planets, in the same planet with the desert, and in the same hall...
… the cultivator from True Sacred Yin World who once chased down Su Ming would be kneeling on the ground, telling Huo Zhu the story of a person called Mo Su in Western Ring Nebula. He would even tell her that there was a crane by his side.
In the past, Huo Zhu stood in a superior position. Her voice was filled with an awe-inspiring might and could make the person kneeling tremble in respect. With just one sentence, she could decide whether Su Ming would live or die in Western Ring Nebula.
In truth, if anyone was to get to the bottom of things, then in the past, Su Ming had been forced into Western Ring Nebula's foreign lands… because of that conversation.
Preview to next chapter: Goodbye, Barren Lands of Divine Essence!
Prelude to next act.