"Old Nether, I can't mobilize my mana."
"Old Nether? Old Nether?!"
After discovering that his mana had vanished, Zhou Huo instinctively sought Old Nether's help, hoping to draw on Old Nether's Upper Three Realms insight and experience to unravel the current situation.
Yet despite calling out several times, Zhou Huo received no response from Old Nether at all!
Old Nether was gone, and so was his mana. Accustomed to having mana protect him and someone chattering in his ear, Zhou Huo was thrown into a momentary panic. Before he knew it, he tripped over a stone buried in the snow and fell hard into a snowdrift.
The bone-piercing cold of the snow cleared Zhou Huo's mind considerably, but when he looked down at himself, he discovered in horror that his hands and body had turned into those of a child!
For a moment, Zhou Huo's mind reeled. He had become a child—then had his Golden Core Realm cultivation and Old Nether, who had protected his path of cultivation, all been nothing more than a dream?!
As goose-feather snowflakes fell onto his face, the icy chill made Zhou Huo shudder. He quickly regained his composure and calmed down.
His memories had not been erased, nor had his experience been wiped away. That meant he was still in the grand competition.
Remembering what Jiang Sheng had said about testing one's temperament, comprehension, and adaptability, Zhou Huo could not help but ponder. Could this test be seeing whether we have the courage to start over, whether we can adapt to changing circumstances amid every kind of crisis?
With that thought, Zhou Huo's Dao Heart grew firm. Though Old Nether was gone and his body had returned to childhood, his experience remained, and his skills remained. How was this any different from living another