With knitted brows and a pensive expression, Wei Wuyin watched the two older versions of himself float into the sky, exiting out of the Myriad Yore Continent's space into the vast Dark Void. Their speed was exceptionally fast, yet their movements didn't disturb the slightest trace of mana or essence in the world.
They were deliberately exerting a degree of self-control, avoiding damage to the continent. Wei Wuyin subconsciously looked at the Deep-Violet Lunar Roses—Dai Lyn's favorites. Despite the lack of the crystallized continent, Wei Wuyin clutched at the place where the Myriad Yore Continent usually would be.
He felt his heart groan in indescribable pain, torn asunder by his past.
;(
What could've been.