Beyond the Calamity... Su Mo sank into thought.
Those few short sentences had once again raised many questions in his mind.
First, the mist came from the Longevity Stele, but where was the Longevity Stele?
Why did the Longevity Stele produce that mind-robbing mist, and why did the mist contain the power of the Heavenly Dao Laws?
The mist's strange ability did suit the Longevity Stele's name. It erased people's minds, yet left them trapped between life and death, neither aging nor dying.
Second, who was that person? Why had they said they would wait for him?
Finally, what sort of place was Beyond the Calamity? Was there something about the calamity that he did not know?
Su Mo frowned as he sank into thought, all sorts of confusion and unanswered questions tangling together in his mind.
Cheng An'an looked at the contemplative Su Mo, shook her head slightly, and walked aside.
She had already told Su Mo everything. She could make nothing out of those scattered words, and she did not even know whether that dream had been real.
She simply felt that even if it was only a dream, she ought to tell Su Mo.
Luo Yin watched the silent Su Mo and sighed softly to herself... Even after hiding away in this Secluded Refuge, he still could not escape the worldly affairs that troubled him.
Was this, it seemed, his destiny...
After an unknown length of time, Su Mo came back to himself. He turned to look at those concerned faces and smiled without speaking.
Prince Ying looked at one of them, then asked, "So..."
"...Are we still eating fish today?"
Prince Ying's Princess Consort came out carrying Little Girl, who was still letting out milky burps. She rolled her eyes at Prince Ying. "What fish?"
Then