July of the Eighty-Second Year of the Tian Yuan Era.
Time was like a galloping horse that never rested.
Since Su Mo had returned to the Tian Yuan World, twenty years had passed unnoticed.
During that time, "Wei" had come three times in total, roughly once every six years.
The first two times, he had come in an avatar. The last time, however, he had come in person.
"Perfectly merging with the Abyss City Beast despite your frail human body, Su Mo, you've given me quite a surprise."
Inside the Special Space formed by the World Gap, Su Mo met Wei's true body.
His gaze was soul-stirring, his pressure immensely heavy, and every breath seemed to possess boundless might.
Had he never met Xi, Su Mo might have been shaken by that oppressive force.
But now, Wei before him seemed to be merely putting on a show. Beneath that deliberately released aura lay panic and unease, like a cornered beast trying to preserve its tattered dignity through intimidation.
Naturally, Su Mo was not afraid. Instead, an inexplicable impulse ignited in his heart.
It was called greed.
The seed Xi had planted in him back then had finally taken root and sprouted over the years.
Su Mo sighed inwardly, while appearing even more respectful on the surface.
"My lord, since you've come in person this time, does that mean the migration is drawing near?"
"Heh, your instincts are indeed sharp."
Wei smiled faintly and casually pointed beside him.
A Space Rift opened, and ten Ship Tickets glowing with a faint light flew out.
"These are yours. Each corresponds to a civilization. You may use them as you wish and take as many people as you want, but there is one condition: the civilization cannot have a Supreme Rank existence."
"Thank you,