No one could have possibly imagined that when the Old Ancestor had them wait here... this was what they were waiting for!
In this world... who else could possibly injure a Saint of unfathomable power?
There was only one answer: another Saint!
But for this Saint to actually come from the Central Plains Star Continent... this was something everyone found difficult to comprehend, even impossible to believe.
Xu Luo stood there in a daze. The image from moments ago still echoed in his mind, along with a sentence that had been transmitted into the depths of his spirit as that massive hand was severed.
"Child, come back. I want to see you one last time!"
The voice was completely unfamiliar, yet it gave Xu Luo an incredible sense of familiarity and warmth!
It was as if, deep in his soul, this voice belonged to the person closest to him in all the world. A benevolence... that could only be born from protecting him through countless reincarnations.
