Zhou Tong left the Nine Provinces, breaking through the barriers of one great world after another until he finally appeared in a lifeless world. There was not a trace of vitality here; the entire world had reached its end and was about to return to chaos.
Zhou Tong arrived in this world on the verge of destruction and resumed his human form.
Then, with a casual wave, a stone table laden with spiritual wine and two stone stools appeared beside him. At the same time, the battle armor on his body vanished, transforming into the Dragon Clan Sacred Tree, which quietly took root at the center of the table.
Whoosh!!
At that moment, the world's barrier split open, and Ge Qian pursued Zhou Tong into this lifeless world. Seeing Zhou Tong sitting there so fearlessly, he was momentarily stunned. Then he, too, resumed human form, becoming once more the melancholy figure from before, and sat opposite Zhou Tong.
"You have a lot of nerve!" Ge Qian said.
"When we first met, didn't you suggest sitting down for a talk? I'm granting your wish!" Zhou Tong said with a smile.
"After just one battle, you were able to see so much..." Ge Qian looked at Zhou Tong and sighed softly.
Seeing Zhou Tong like this, Ge Qian knew that Zhou Tong had seen through his identity as an infiltrator. Recalling what Zhou Tong had said earlier, Ge Qian was certain that he had revealed his own King's Path during their battle, allowing Zhou Tong to notice something.
Yet, to confirm his circumstances based on such a small clue, Ge Qian could not help secretly admiring Zhou Tong's boldness and courage.
As expected of the Ancestral Dragon who had inflicted such grievous losses upon the Otherworld. As expected of the unprecedented new