"I still remember what Wuzhong looked like, vaguely recalling the appearance of the Six Paths Reincarnation King, as well as the Lord of Red Heaven, but back then, I was young, time has passed, and many things have become blurred," the White Qilin Cub whimpered softly, tears rolling down its large eyes, feeling extremely sad and melancholic.
These were immensely ancient figures, who, viewed now, are all shrouded in a veil of mystery, having been supreme beings during the Immortal Ancient Era.
Yet this young beast was fortunate enough to have seen them, though it had only just been born back then and could not have known much; those people would not have told it anything secretive either.
"There were many more, all geniuses of various clans, but I can hardly remember their appearances."
Shi Hao was always puzzled, wondering why the beings of the Different Domain, despite having defeated and slaughtered countless lifeforms of this world, ended up retreating?
