Kui Ox lay on the Great Bluestone, old and feeble, his breathing weak, with none of the heroic spirit of his former days.
His turbid beast eyes gazed at the Azure-Clad Youth standing in the distance, carrying a trace of bewilderment.
Facing the mental fluctuations transmitted by Chen Fusheng, Kui Ox's spirit was hazy, and some dust-sealed memories flickered.
The scene returned to the Ancient Era. Kui Ox had been incomparably mighty, surrounded by surging wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, his hooves treading upon Five-Colored Glow. A hazy yet terrifying Dao Rhythm of a Venerable emanated from him as he shook the star sea.
In the Ancient Era, Kui Ox was not yet a Venerable, but given his uniqueness and his tough, Prehistoric Inheritance-like body, he could crush all those in the same realm and had few equals.
Lying on Kui Ox's broad back was a child no bigger than a speck. His eyes were bright as he watched the sun, moon, and stars, filled with curiosity toward everything.
These were memories from Chen Fusheng's childhood. Kui Ox had carried him on journeys through the universe and wandered beyond the domains, carefree and without worry.
Now, through these memories, the aged Kui Ox looked at Chen Fusheng once more, as well as the mental image he had transmitted to him.
Kui Ox's eyes brimmed with tears. He had never expected Chen Yuanqing to still have a living bloodline descendant in this world—one who was even standing openly among the Saint Star Clan!
Chen Fusheng transmitted his voice, telling Kui Ox to control his emotions. He was currently thinking of a way to carry out a rescue plan.
Kui Ox gave a slight shake of his head. Light shone from between his brows as he established a mental connection with Chen