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The river of stars turned, and three months passed.

Long Yu slowly opened his eyes, his face full of bitterness.

Absorbing Yin Xiao's blood had directly consumed a full three months of his time. Of the one year he had fought for, three months had slipped away for nothing.

He had also heard what Lin Jun said about the Heavenly Tribulation before Yin Xiao died, but what did that have to do with him? By then, he himself would already be dead.

"Why am I thinking about this?"

Long Yu suddenly grew confused. Logically speaking, with the suffering of the Three Calamities piled atop one another, he should not have been thinking about such pointless things at all.

"I've been getting clearer and clearer lately..."

Long Yu slapped his forehead again. Perhaps because he had done this too many times, he had actually developed a resistance to it.

Maybe because he did not have long left to live, it had become extraordinarily difficult for him to descend into madness again.

Seeing that this would not work, Long Yu gritted his teeth and prepared to give himself something harsher. Yet at that moment, he suddenly noticed something wrong with his surroundings.

Long Yu hurriedly got to his feet, only to discover that the small island he was on lay right at the center of a typhoon—the eye of the storm.

The crucial thing was that such an enormous typhoon had not stirred up even the slightest wind or wave. Even the surface of the sea remained as calm as ever.

What had happened?

Only then did Long Yu remember Lin Jun. He hurriedly ran beyond the island and, sure enough, saw Lin Jun sitting there. A considerable layer of dust had accumulated on him, as though he had been meditating for