The present, inside an underground chamber in White Eagle Country.
As the light and shadow on the screen slowly faded into pitch black, the memory from the future also vanished completely.
"Is that all?"
"Is that really all?" Gu She Fairy said annoyed, "What comes next? Who won between Zheng Jingshu and Xingxiao?"
A surge of spiritual thoughts burst forth from within Gu She Fairy.
Xia Jianlong felt as if his bones and muscles were cracking and twisting, as though he was placed inside a giant hydraulic press about to be crushed to pieces.
He looked at Gu She Fairy with a face full of fear, his eyes filled with urgency and helplessness.
Su Yao Immortal spoke from the side, "The future memory is only this much, even if you flay his skin, he will not be able to recall more."
"Besides, do you still need to ask who won?"
