Now, for Hu Ma, speaking in human terms, he has merely slept.
No matter how bizarre, splendid, or earth-shattering the events in the Netherworld Palace seemed, it was nothing more than a dream for him.
Dreams are usually personal matters, but when through this dream, he touched upon some mysterious and peculiar things, it suddenly gained a grander significance.
The decisions he made within this dream stirred indescribable waves, from the deepest and furthest places, crashing into the human world, affecting countless unprepared people.
On Da'ai Mountain, the State Preceptor looked at Old Calculation's lost expression, silent, silent.
As the foremost magic user in the world, his hand is always steady, his vision precise, but at this moment, his whole being started to tremble; he couldn't describe all he saw, which he couldn't understand, yet felt it was a stirring decision.
