In the virtual space, Shi Lan and Rong Xuanqing had fought countless times. His aura was all too familiar to her.
In her life, she had spent more time with Rong Xuanqing than with anyone else. There was no chance she could mistake him for someone else.
The instant she saw Rong Xuanqing, Shi Lan immediately thought of the Rubik's Cube.
If Rong Xuanqing hadn't died back then and had instead remained in the Divine Martial Otherworld, then there was only one explanation: he hadn't died at all, but had entered the Rubik's Cube.
That also explained why Ling Yun had entered the Yellow Springs carrying Rong Xuanqing's soul lamp, yet still failed to find his soul.
A million years ago, when Rong Xuanqing entered the Divine Martial Otherworld, he had already reached the fourth realm of the Martial Emperor. With his talent, his cultivation after a million years was now surely unfathomable. He might even have transcended the realm of the supreme beings of the universe.
At the thought, Shi Lan couldn't help but grow wary. Whether the Rong Xuanqing of today was friend or foe was hard to say. She had no intention whatsoever of entering the Rubik's Cube.
"You've seen me before?"
Seeing the undisguisable shock on Shi Lan's face, Rong Xuanqing's eyes narrowed slightly. He gazed at the woman before him, dressed in the robes of a first-generation True Disciple of the Lingwu Hall, his expression tinged with complexity.
Back then, he too had worn those robes when he entered the Divine Martial Otherworld. Looking back now, he couldn't help but feel a little wistful.
Over the years, he had seen many disciples of the Lingwu Hall in the Divine Martial Otherworld, but this was the first time he had met a first-generation True Disciple. The