"I'm not entirely sure. I vaguely remember that when I was little, I seemed to have done something earth-shattering," I said.
"Something earth-shattering?" Liu Ling'er looked at me and asked in surprise, "What could you have done when you were little?"
"I only remember killing a god. I was probably around eight at the time," I said.
"That's impossible." Guan Ningxue looked at me and said seriously, "Do you know what you're saying? Killing a god isn't something an ordinary person can do, let alone a child."
"Who says a child can't kill a god? Have you forgotten Tian Zha?" I asked with a cold laugh.
Guan Ningxue suddenly seemed to realize something. Her expression filled with terror as she looked at me and shouted, "Could it be that, like her, you also possess extraordinary potential?"
"I'm not entirely sure either. I hope I can recover some of my memories this time," I said.
And so, we returned to my hometown, only to find that it had changed completely.
After the previous ghost-soldier incident, my entire hometown had been more or less abandoned. Ruins stretched as far as the eye could see. Everyone had moved away.
The village before us looked utterly desolate. There was only one ancient building left.
I looked toward the ancient building in the distance and felt an indescribable sadness well up inside me. The person who had loved me most in this world had once been inside that building. But now, everything had changed beyond recognition.
When I died back then, what methods had Grandma used to bring me back to life?
I was filled with indescribable confusion. Although I had returned to my hometown several times, this time felt stranger than ever.
My sealed memories seemed to be showing faint signs of loosening.
"Perhaps