859 Don't Do Anything More Than Three Times

Horizon showed a line of orange, dyeing the white clouds layer upon layer. The eternally surging water in the river witnessed all the joys and sorrows as well as separations and reunions.

Meng Qi slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were so deep that they seemed bottomless. In front of him were still the mountains and rivers, but in his vision, they were longer than simple. He could see all kinds of small and fleeting gaps overlapping with countless looming illusory scenes.

"The Seal of Void..." Meng Qi whispered. The magic in his eyes disappeared and the landscape went back to normal in his vision.

Standing up and putting away the Blade of Lingbao, Meng Qi walked to the broken body of the Head of the Tower of Malevolence torn by the aftermath of the last blow and lifted up his fairly complete head.