Ren flew toward one end of the passage, his hands clasped behind his back and his robe billowing around him, looking like an unmatched master!
Yet as he flew, Ren suddenly sensed something strange. As he gradually neared the exit and felt a familiar aura, it carried a desolate air!
Ren was puzzled, but amid his confusion, a Spacetime Storm swept toward him, relentlessly tearing at him!
"What is going on?! Why is there a spatial storm?!" Ren was baffled, yet under the storm's assault, he charged straight into the light!
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The Young Ruthless Emperor
A Five-Colored Altar, wrapped in lush weeds, appeared ancient and weathered!
A child of five or six wore patched, ragged clothes and looked pitiful! Her little face was grimy, and her lively eyes stared intently at the altar before her, as though afraid it might vanish!
The child watched it for a long time without looking away! When she grew tired, she sat lightly amid the weeds, but her hopeful eyes remained fixed on the Five-Colored Altar!
After watching for a long while, the child became hungry! She could not help taking a rotten fruit from the weeds and eating it bite by bite! Even as she ate, her gaze remained locked on the altar!
No one knew what this child was doing by watching the altar, or what she was waiting for! Sometimes, when the altar's light trembled faintly, her eyes would immediately light up!
Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, the altar ultimately faded away, leaving the child with nothing but a dejected gaze!
Sometimes, the child felt wronged and held back her tears, only for them to fall anyway!
But after the tears ran down her face, she would always wipe them away and continue watching the altar!
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