Wang Quan looked at the betrothal-gift girl, whose vitality, energy, and spirit had all changed, then at the unconscious youths. He fell silent, feeling fortunate.
"Luckily, my blood didn't stain the stone pillars."
"Otherwise, I would have been possessed too!"
Just then, that voice rang out. "What year is it here?"
Wang Quan blinked. "This is the thirty-third era, and it's about to end because of the Era Cataclysm."
"In nine hundred-odd years at most, the thirty-fourth era will begin."
The being possessing the girl fell silent for a moment. "You descendants don't even have a name for your own era."
"How pathetic!"
Wang Quan fell silent.
Pathetic, my ass!
Most eras were named by those who came afterward for those who came before. What beings named their own era while living in it?
Did that make any sense?
Besides, numbering eras one, two, three, four, five was great-clear and straightforward.
At this moment, the possessing being spoke again. "Have you ever heard of the Great Unification Era?"
"No!"
"Then what eras with names have you heard of?"
Wang Quan blinked. "The Mythic Era!"
As he spoke, he recounted the few legends of the Mythic Era that he knew.
Yet as soon as he finished, the possessing being laughed. "The Mythic Era wasn't like that."
"The being you spoke of had experiences similar to mine."
"I too once obtained the title of Myth Among Myths."
"However, I wasn't a being of the Mythic Era, but of the Great Unification Era."
"It seems my era was very far removed from yours."
"So far removed that even I cannot calculate it."
Wang Quan fell silent. He truly had no idea how to respond.
The possessing being waved a hand, and one of the water-filled brains hanging behind Wang Quan's head flew into