The faces before him were both familiar and strange to Su Mu.
From the moment Su Mu learned that the river he guarded was the River of Time, he understood that the fish he usually caught were no ordinary fish, but living beings.
These little fellows he had raised were living, breathing people too.
The people before him were all badly wounded. Their cheeks were covered in dried blood, their eyes were bloodshot, and they supported one another as they looked at Su Mu in excitement.
"Master!"
The next second, they all knelt, their voices carrying a faint sob.
"Come up, all of you."
With a wave of Su Mu's hand, a stone bridge appeared between the River of Time and the Origin of Birth.
With their strength and dimension, it should have been absolutely impossible for them to set foot on the end of the River of Time—the Origin of Birth.
But Su Mu had already won. He had completely taken control of the River of Time. He had become an existence transcending all things, reached a height even he could not have imagined.
So all he needed was a wave of his hand to construct a "bridge" that allowed them to step onto the Origin of Birth.
Although Su Mu had won the final battle, he could never bring himself to feel happy. His heart felt hollow.
"Come here." Su Mu beckoned to the "little fellows."
"You're Oldest, aren't you?" Su Mu looked at the dignified, steady middle-aged man before him. His body was already battered beyond recognition. In order to escort Dong'er to the Origin of Birth, he too had been gravely wounded.
"Master, I have another name now. I'm called Wu Zhong."
This supreme Alliance Leader, who alone presided over the Shepherd Heaven Alliance and countless