Within the desolate Wall of Time and Space, a Primordial Dao Boat slowly cut through the ripples of time, advancing onward.
Lin Qiye had completely lost his sense of time. Since they had been exiled here, how long had it been? Three days? Four? Or seven? He did not know.
The Great Xia Gods were still sitting cross-legged in meditation, recuperating. For them, entering seclusion for years was commonplace. But the others had already lost their patience. The Human Apex members who had been passing the time playing cards had completely lost interest and lay sprawled on the deck condensed from Primordial Qi, staring blankly into space.
Lin Qiye sat on one of the Dao Boat's wings, gazing from afar at Lingbao Tianzun's back with a conflicted expression.
"Since you want to talk to him so badly, why not just go?" Zuo Qing asked.
"I..." Lin Qiye paused before speaking bitterly. "I'm afraid that after we talk, even the last trace of hope in my heart will be worn away..."
Lin Qiye knew that the current Lingbao Tianzun was no longer that Baili Pangpang, yet he still clung to a faint hope. After all, Tianzun still retained Baili Pangpang's memories. Perhaps, somewhere deep within his heart, he was still that familiar person...
Lin Qiye wanted to speak with this Lingbao Tianzun, but he feared that the person before him would be a complete stranger.
"Lingbao Tianzun is, after all, Great Xia's Lingbao Tianzun. Are you going to keep avoiding him from now on?" Zuo Qing shook his head. "Some things must always be faced."
Lin Qiye silently watched that figure. A moment later, he let out a long sigh.
He rose from the Dao Boat and was about to walk toward its front when the Primordial Dao Boat beneath his