Tug-of-War?

Outside the council chamber, in the spacious corridor, the air seemed to have solidified.

Domain Lord Qu Hongwen knelt prostrate on the ground, tears streaming down his aged face. Behind him, all sixty-six council chairmen had fallen to their knees, every face drained of color.

Before that black mass of figures,

the young man lowered his eyes, his gaze seeming to pierce through the council chamber's heavy alloy walls and cast itself toward the infinitely distant reaches of deep space.

An air of vicissitude far beyond his years quietly spread around him, as though it had only been left behind after the accumulation of hundreds of millions of years.

Even stranger was the fact that

this weathered age, which should have been utterly out of place on the Human Race's peerless prodigy and youngest Titled General, fit him without the slightest discord, as though...

it was only right!

"Old Neighbor..."

Li Qingshan sighed softly. The contemplation between his brows gradually faded, and that air of vicissitude ebbed away like the tide.

Yet deep in his eyes remained an extremely rare trace of nostalgia!

Beside him, Qu Hongwen was utterly baffled. He could only follow the young man's expression and ask tentatively,

"General, I imagine you must have had an excellent relationship with this 'Old Neighbor,' then?"

"Of course!" The young man nodded without hesitation.

Qu Hongwen observed the young man carefully and did not dare ask recklessly. He could only say cautiously,

"General, then this 'Old Neighbor' is now..."

Li Qingshan raised a hand to interrupt him. The nostalgia in his eyes deepened as he sighed regretfully,

"I personally saw him off long ago..."

Old Neighbor—Yu Ling!

After accompanying him through Thousand Lifetimes of Reincarnation, the only one worthy of the term "Old Neighbor" was the Spirit Taming Evil Lord