But, if one day everyone loses their superpowers, what else can these hands do besides tapping on the keyboard?
Unable to protect his family, unable to protect his friends.
Ming Lan began to understand somewhat the reasons behind Xu Xingguang's arrangements.
Ming Lan humbly questioned Xu Xingguang, "Old Ancestor, do you think that when the Divine Martial Realm truly breaks through the Barrier of the Mortal World, the Meteorite Power remaining in the Mortal World will retract our superpowers?"
"The meteorite landed, taking the lives of many, and then bestowed superpowers upon you. How could this not sound suspicious? Who's to say it won't reclaim the powers it granted you?"
The possibility Xu Xingguang raised was somewhat alarming, yet Ming Lan seriously contemplated its occurrence.
Xu Xingguang sat on the sofa, a bit shorter than Ming Lan, lifted her chin to meet his eyes, and asked, "If that day indeed comes, and your superpowers disappear, young one, would you be scared?"
