It was nothing like reading about it in the pages of the past, like watching a movie or a brief scene from someone's life—something merely recorded, telling him what had happened and etched into his mind...
When Jiang Fan truly came to this past time and space, to this battlefield, and experienced it firsthand—
everything changed!
Jiang Fan could feel the weight of each star entrusted to him.
He could feel the resolve in the hearts of the soldiers who had fallen in battle.
Their final entrustment, their hopes and longings for a better future...
He could feel it all!
He saw his past self with bloodshot eyes, gritting his teeth, fists clenched tight, and a furious glare fixed on the Beast Tide.
Suddenly, Future Jiang Fan understood. He could feel what his past self had been going through.
Grief, heaviness, helplessness. He kept accepting stars entrusted to him by others, all the while fearing he might fail to fulfill their hopes.
And then there was his killing intent toward the Beast Tide, his hatred of the Sacred Star...
All those tangled emotions surged through him, as if someone had upended a paint jar in his heart!
Future Jiang Fan couldn't help clutching his chest, his fingers digging in as his gaze turned troubled...
"So... this is what it feels like?"
At that moment, watching his past self and everything he had gone through, Future Jiang Fan felt his emotions merge with those of Past Jiang Fan...
The person who had experienced all of this wasn't someone else. It was me...
This... was my story, my own past—Jiang Fan's past!
Just as Jiang Nan had said, the loss of all his stars had opened a crack in the divine, pure-white Jiang Fan, and anger was surging through it!
Anger had