This is a vast graveyard, almost burying all the mighty beings of the great battle along the river of time,
though most have long turned to dust, only leaving behind empty tombs.
Before me lies the gravestone of Chen Nianzi, the first reincarnation of the prophecy, Amiro.
Concerning this disciple, Fu Qingjun has become utterly silent during this time, no longer having enemies or a myriad of tasks at hand, gradually discovering some doubts.
But these doubts have become irrelevant.
This time, I came just to see her,
after all, the layer of secretive mastermind BUFF I left behind indeed blocked many protagonists of the cosmos for me, without it, I definitely would not have reached this point so easily.
In the distance,
Chen Weizhu slowly approached, "Master, are you not going to the victory celebration?"
"It's too lively there, I wanted to find a quiet place to stay." Fu Qingjun put the flowers down, then stood up.
