The wind rushing towards him carried ash and dust.
The crack-covered sky shone brightly.
It illuminated Ji Jue's eyes.
The Corpse-Bone Serpent rose from the abyss, thrashing and coiling, its almost endless body continuously emerging from its depths and wrapping around the Sower's arm.
Through the sky of the Rift World, as though separated by a cracked glass dome, everything had been magnified—including the Sower's huge body.
The Giant Serpent wriggled its body, tightly entangling that furious, struggling arm.
Majestic ripples continuously spread from its fingertips, wrist, and arm. Everything in their path was annihilated.
Yet amid those earth-shattering waves, a burning figure emerged atop the Giant Serpent's head.
Compared to everything else, he was like dust.
"Hello."
Ji Jue strolled between iron scales, raised his head, and waved at the Sower through the Rift World and the turbulence. "We meet again!"
A book had once said: Every encounter in life was a reunion after a long separation.
When Ji Jue first read it, he had only thought that such pretentious drivel was complete bullshit. Yet now, for some reason, he understood the truth behind it.
Perhaps this was what it meant.
Clearly so unfamiliar, yet destined to become familiar; from the very first glance, one could sense the long entanglement of the days to come.
And when he saw those eyes again, he could no longer stop himself from smiling. Joy and delight welled up from the depths of his heart, and he could not wait to step forward and ask:
"Have you been well?"
Boom!
The blazing light of the Nemesis Blade erupted from the Sower's back in a geyser. The raging blaze burned away the pallor, and an endless flood of blood burst from the wound.
Pierced through, grievously wounded!
Apparently, not too well.
As though this