Gathering of the Ten Thousand Races

Kunlun Ruins, Ling Long Secret Ground.

After a hundred years, Su Zimo had returned here once more.

Su Zimo had benefited immensely from his cultivation over the years. He had already entered the Half-Martial Ancestor realm and comprehended a trace of divine power.

However, he still could not break through.

Although nothing changed in the Ling Long Secret Ground, Su Zimo had one less person by his side.

Nian Qi was gone.

He looked at the secret ground and could not help but recall the scene of him, Extreme Fire and Nian Qi entering this place.

Although it happened a hundred years ago, it felt like yesterday.

"Zimo, don't worry. Nian Qi is very smart, she'll be fine,"

Extreme Fire consoled at the side.

Night Spirit reverted to the form of a black-robed youth and followed behind Su Zimo in silence.

"What about the treasures here?"