Faced with Little Tenth's probing, puzzled question, Saine first gave her a calm look. His deep eyes seemed to conceal the vicissitudes of several time-spaces. Only then did he slowly speak four words: "Despair World."
"Despair World..."
Those four words were like a thunderclap crashing down from the ninth heavens, striking fiercely into Little Tenth's mind.
Her whole body jolted. Her eyes instantly widened, and her already somewhat cool features were now filled with disbelief. Her gaze locked tightly onto the composed Saine before her, as though she wished to dig the hidden truth out from beneath his calm expression.
Yet Saine's expression remained unchanged. His fingertips even casually brushed away a few wisps of time-space dust that had stained his sleeve during his experiment.
Perhaps because he had long known the secrets involved, or perhaps because he had weathered too many storms and long since cultivated an unruffled state of mind, Saine's ability to process information capable of overturning one's understanding far surpassed that of ordinary powerful practitioners.
Little Tenth's gaze shifted repeatedly between shock and bewilderment, and she fell into a state of anxious uncertainty.
The information Saine had just told her, along with those long-buried secrets of the Material Star Realm, struck at her understanding like heavy hammers with every word.
She remained silent for a long while. Her fingers unconsciously rubbed the Bone Jade Token hanging at her waist, which she had brought out of the Material Star Realm back then. At last, she looked at Saine with an exceedingly complicated expression.
She truly found it hard to imagine just how many secrets she could not see through lay hidden within the heart of the man before her, who usually seemed taciturn and even somewhat stern. How much weight of civilizations' rise and fall, and the