Qin Fengming hovered over the sea for a moment. After a brief consideration, he still decided to return to the An Huan Continent first.
However, just as he had identified his direction and turned to fly away, a streak of escaping light suddenly appeared in the distance. It flashed violently and shot straight toward him.
"It's Lu Tian of the Myriad Dragon Merchant Alliance. Lu Tian actually hasn't left." Seeing the streak of light appear, Qin Fengming muttered softly.
Watching Lu Tian shoot toward him, Qin Fengming hovered in midair without moving.
"Lu Tian pays his respects to Senior. It's truly fortunate that Senior is safe." Lu Tian sped over and, as soon as he arrived before Qin Fengming, bowed with a delighted expression and spoke respectfully.
"So Fellow Cultivator Lu didn't leave after all. Nearly a year has passed, yet you still remained here. Could it be that you had absolute confidence this Qin would be able to stay in that fog and still survive after it vanished?"
Qin Fengming waved his hand, signaling that Lu Tian need not be so formal. He looked at Lu Tian but spoke those words.
Upon hearing Qin Fengming's question, Lu Tian's expression clearly changed, and astonishment appeared on his face.
"Senior entered the fog only two or three months ago. Why would Senior say that nearly a year has passed?" With a puzzled expression, Lu Tian cupped his fists and spoke.
"What? I've only been gone for two months?" Hearing Lu Tian's words, Qin Fengming was startled, and an exclamation escaped his mouth.
After entering the black fog, he had not carefully calculated the time, but he felt that more than ten months had truly passed. Yet Lu Tian said that only two months had gone by.
Looking at Lu Tian's puzzled