That ethereal figure stepped onto the boundless path, like the master of all, the embodiment of annihilation, the end of the concept of Martial Arts Dao.
The sacrificial fires were burning, each flame like a world, like a universe, consumed by the sacrificial fire, offering everything to the Martial Arts Dao.
The originally collapsing, annihilated Inner Realm, stabilized entirely with the appearance of this figure.
The withered figure trying to rise sat back at the end of the Dao, and many mighty figures once again bowed to the ground.
"A coincidence?"
"Or something else, impossible, it's unreasonable, and shouldn't be."
Su Tu looked at that figure, his brow furrowed slightly, gazing at the figure before him that felt intimately familiar, a thought absurd yet unstoppable surfaced in his mind.
The figure before him was... himself!!!
It was himself coming against the river of time!!!
