The dome of the Star God Palace was studded with night pearls, their gentle light spilling over the bed like morning mist. Xu Yuan'er rested her head lightly against Qian Fan's shoulder. Traces of stardust lingering in her hair fell onto his collarbone, like crushed diamonds scattered over pale snow.
He gazed at the river of stars flowing outside the window and listened to the girl's steady breathing, yet he could not dispel the questions churning in his mind-the six-pointed star tattoo beneath the old man's cuff, that colossal entity...
Even my past life could be unearthed so easily... In this world, without absolute strength, no one could hope to hide every trace of their past...
Even that old man could uncover my past life. His strength might not be as meager as it appeared, but surely he couldn't be all that powerful...
If a Golden Immortal or an even higher existence took charge of this Universe-wide Elite Tournament...
Would my identity be exposed?! Would those bastards from the Ten Thousand Monster Domain hunt me down again?
In this life, I'd only reached god third tier... Even if I were fortunate enough to break through to the rank of God King...
That still wouldn't give me the strength to contend with a Golden Immortal... Even with a heaven-defying trump card like Walk with Me...
How could I possibly use it on everyone who came after me... Besides, the minimum interval between uses was a month.
Violating that time restriction would cause irreversible damage. It could very well harm his foundation and rob him of any chance of advancing ever again.
The more Qian Fan thought about it, the more uneasy he became. His brows knitted tightly, a trace of worry showing in his eyes.
Just then, Xu Yuan'er stirred. Still