He remembered the fortnight before the Battle of the Deluge, when the Starved Saint Mother found him and gave him a certain object.
At that time, a rare glint of radiance flickered in her eyes, which were framed by her red skirt. She said, "The Mortal Heart Realm will not perish, hope always remains.
In the distant future, someone will inevitably step forward, with the power to rupture the stars and vanquish the sun god with their bare hands!"
"She truly did exist … The Starved Saint Mother..." The spiritualist Lord Ling Zhong said frantically.
Hope always remains, but the Starved Saint Mother and those who died in battle would never be seen again.
Meanwhile, Qi Yuan was wearing a simple green robe, st anding in the void.
His expression was calm as his experience level skyrocketed, and the power of evil gods accumulated at an alarming rate.
In just a few short moments, the power he had amassed outdid what he had gathered during the battle at Sunset Slope.