When Wang Xu's consciousness returned once again, he opened his eyes and was greeted by a magnificent nebula.
The familiar vacuum, the familiar stars, everything was so familiar...
"Ancient Luo Cosmos... I have finally returned..."
At this moment, the stirring in Wang Xu's heart was impossible to restrain, his eyes slightly reddening.
No matter what opportunities he had in the Chaos, to him, Chaos was a foreign land; only the Ancient Luo Cosmos was his true home.
This was his birthplace, and the place where he had ventured and buried everything. No matter how great his achievements in Chaos, his gratitude towards the Ancient Luo Cosmos would never waver.
"Brother Emperor Leopard once said, the time flow in the world within the sect is different from Chaos. I've experienced nearly a thousand years in Chaos; the Ancient Luo Cosmos must have gone through hundreds of thousands of years."
