Within the Begonia Flower Sea, the slender figure in green robes and a Black Bamboo Hat trembled slightly. She raised her head and stared blankly at the broad back beneath the outstretched hand of the statue at the center of the flower sea.
Though that back was incomparably broad and towering, the figure in green still saw a trace of familiar resemblance in him.
Perhaps some things, no matter how they changed, would be recognized at a glance by certain people.
The broad-backed figure paid no attention to the figure in green in the distance, though he had noticed her from the moment she entered Suotuo City.
"There is an ancient verse: 'I wished to buy osmanthus and sail with wine, yet it could never be like our youthful travels.'"
Creation Dragon King looked up at the body of Lord of Wisdom Chen Hong, pierced through by the Asura Demonic Sword. The galaxy deep within his eyes flickered faintly before he finally sighed.
What had seemed so simple had unexpectedly taken such a huge detour, only to return here once more.
"But some people, no matter how many years pass before they return, remain young all the same."
Creation Dragon King smiled faintly and gently turned his head, looking at the eldest girl behind him with a tender gaze. "It has been a long time, Lingling."
"..." The figure in green stared blankly at the familiar profile belonging to that familiar back. Her entire body trembled slightly, and she stood frozen in place for a long while before finally recovering. Her soft lips opened and closed several times, yet she did not know what to say.
In the end, the figure in green let out a long breath. A gentle smile appeared on her face, which had been expressionless for