At least this time, the Ark's rule won't truly be overthrown. Perhaps in the future, at higher levels, he will come to the Ark again.
Or rather, in the distant future, on the battlegrounds of the Three Towers War, he will see the influence of the Ark.
But Wen Xishu knew very well that since time didn't allow him to do more, it meant he had reached his limit.
Leave everything to fate then.
As Wen Xishu was about to leave, everyone inside the Ark regained their will, and gradually, the Ark was no longer lifeless.
This Ark will also usher in a new rebellion and uprising.
Wen Xishu smiled:
"Horn, I wish you all the best, may we meet again in the future."
The familiar, interlaced white lines began to dissolve and weave the scene.
In a daze, it seemed Wen Xishu saw a certain figure with flowing golden hair in the dissolving scene.
But that was just a moment.
Soon, the familiar door and clock appeared in Wen Xishu's sight.
...
...
Land of Reception.
