Upon hearing this, Liu San furrowed his brows slightly, "Why are you alarmed, Young Master? As cultivators, even if mountains and seas collapse before us, we should remain unfazed..."
"Our plan to escape from the Xuanhuang World has failed," Li Fan interrupted him.
"Huh?" Liu San's face abruptly changed.
"My... my adoptive father... he sacrificed himself to save us," Li Fan continued.
"What?"
It was as if Liu San had been struck by a bolt of thunder, he stood frozen on the spot.
"Master, he…"
"How could this be possible?"
His body trembled slightly, disbelief filling Liu San's eyes.
Li Fan continued to shock him: "During our slumber, thousands of years have passed in the outside world."
"Ah?"
"How can this be?"
Liu San looked somewhat stunned at Li Fan.
Grief, shock, bewilderment…...
For a moment, Liu San felt his mind was in complete chaos.
He felt that all the shocks he had experienced since he began his cultivation combined weren't as great as today's.