Gazing at this familiar yet unfamiliar, delicate face, Yii Wu's heart quivered in an instant. Her delicate body trembled, and two lines of tears rolled down her tender cheeks, like raindrops on pear blossoms, invoking immense sympathy.
It was him, Ye Chen, also her Brother Yue, from the future, the one who achieved the most powerful Dao Fruit.
It was this kind of him, traveling against the River of Time, who defeated the Alien Emperor and Emperor, pushing them back to the Mythical Era.
Yet she felt no joy, instead overwhelming sadness, her heart seemingly breaking, bleeding.
Because she saw the future Ye Chen, as the Supreme, the Emperor, invincible ancient and modern, unmatched worldwide, but also alone in desolation.
In his deep eyes, there was ancient sorrow, as if the entire epoch was buried within.
