These were Wang Xuan's heartfelt words. He wanted to understand the true essence of the matter, to speak frankly with no defenses in either of their hearts.
The Mysterious Mobile Phone fell silent, as though pondering. Only after a long while did it speak, with an unexpected hint of bleak desolation in its voice.
"I don't want to deceive you. Who exactly I am... I truly forgot." Its voice carried a faint air of vicissitude.
As it spoke, scenes from ancient eras appeared on its screen—some black-and-white photographs, others yellowed pictures, all steeped in the feeling of bygone years.
It seemed to be reminiscing, immersed in grand-era snapshots it had captured in some unknown age, lingering amid the faded Golden Years.
It wore the look of someone earnestly striving to contemplate life.
In that vanished great era, some scenes were terribly bloody. The entire Great Universe was drenched in blood, while hazy creatures battled beyond the heavens in an incomparably horrifying confrontation.
Wang Xuan suspected that this was one corner of the cruel scenes of all races struggling to cross over at the end of an era.
He even saw a familiar crimson radiance, cutting across past and present, splitting open the sea of stars, only to be severed itself by a sudden external force.
"The Great Red Sky Saber!" Wang Xuan drew a deep breath of starlight, profoundly shaken within. This was a renowned Contraband Item.
Back then, the Dao Control Banner had fought it in the Mother Universe. At that time, the Great Red Sky Saber had long since been broken, merely pieced together temporarily. The matter had involved the most powerful eerie spirit—Tomb—as well as the mechanical creature Origin 72, the eerie spirit Dragon Hunter, and the Fire Seed Fragment.
In the end, the Great Red Sky