Fan Lang had a bellyful of questions to ask, but the other party did not answer at all. He had barely appeared before he was about to vanish again.
At the mysterious past life's dying moment, Fan Lang chose one question from among many and asked, "Can you tell me who you really are? Why is it that I searched through every record in the universe, past and present, yet could not find anyone who completely matched you? Not even in the Magic Martial Era I know of was there anyone who completely matched you."
"The same answer as before. When the time is right, you will naturally know. Or rather, you are me, and I am you..."
The mysterious past life's figure gradually faded away until it vanished without a trace.
You are me, and I am you?
Fan Lang pondered those profound words, his expression turning contemplative. His past and present lives were truly shrouded in layers of mist. The fate involved did not concern him alone; it implicated others as well. On a larger scale, it would not be an exaggeration to say it concerned the entire universe.
It seemed that some answers could only be unearthed by himself, or else awaited until the so-called right time arrived.
Things had come this far. Once the arrow left the bow, there was no turning back. He could only keep moving forward.
His next great target would be Li Balian, the enemy he had never met.
Before long, a major event would occur in the universe. Both Fan Lang and Li Balian knew how history would unfold, so they would certainly take part in this event. It would be a fine opportunity for a decisive battle.
If Li Balian did not take part in this major event, that was