When he set foot on solid ground, the space before him was exactly the same.
The stone stool and the two supreme treasures he had placed there were gone, but a Wolf Tooth Club now lay on the ground.
It was easy to imagine that he had traveled to the moment just after the great war ended, when Bangbang had already become a club...
Qin Yi stared at the Wolf Tooth Club for a long time, then carefully crouched down and touched it.
He could sense an exceedingly weak soul sleeping within. It could not even be considered a soul anymore—just a glimmer of spiritual light.
With no assistance whatsoever, relying solely on self-revival... it would already be impressive if she could recover her consciousness on her own. No wonder she had been so weak back then that she could not even beat the AVs in her own head.
"Bangbang..." Qin Yi had a hundred ways to awaken her and accelerate her recovery, but his hand trembled slightly, and he did not dare do it.
If he truly did it, everything would change.
He clenched his teeth, endured for a long while, and finally turned away with a hardened heart.
Outside lay familiar jagged rocks and the desolate Immortal Trace Mountain.
A young man knelt on the ground, muttering to himself, his face the very picture of faith collapsing.
"The door is shattered... the Door of Myriad Mysteries is shattered. From now on, where will the Great Dao of this world come from? Eh, wait..." The youth sprang up as though he had seen a ghost. "Who are you?!"
Qin Yi stood before him.
The youth looked unfamiliar. He was merely Qianyuan; if he did not break through to Wuxiang, he would most likely not live long enough to know