Otherwise, even if that Tier Seven anomaly only recovers thirty percent of its power, the entire Martial Arts World will cease to exist.
"Yao Yao has already done her utmost. Without my Divine-level Talent, I might not have done better than her."
Lu Yuan extended his Divine Thought, once more meticulously scanning every corner of the Solar System, yet he still couldn't sense the presence of Tao Yaoyao.
This made his mood grow heavier, with a vague sense of foreboding.
"Could it be that Yao Yao has perished?"
Lu Yuan's heart trembled, and the scene of the farewell between them years ago involuntarily appeared in his mind.
On Mount Emei, peach blossoms were in full bloom.
The teary-eyed girl cried as she told Lu Yuan that she would wait for his return no matter if it was one hundred, one thousand, or ten thousand years.
Yet countless long years have passed in a flash.
When he returned to where they parted, he found that everything had long since changed.
