Hearing the one-armed Old Man's words, Xu Zimo shook his head and smiled.
"Each leading the age for several hundred years—Senior, are you speaking of your former self?"
The one-armed Old Man was slightly taken aback, then laughed. "My era has long since passed.
"Now, this is the world of you young people."
"Have you truly let go, Senior?" Xu Zimo asked.
"I let go long ago. People often say that I changed the landscape of the Endless Heavenly Sea.
"But in truth, when the old darkness receded, new darkness descended once more.
"This sea has ultimately continued to wander between azure beauty and filthy foam."
After saying that, the one-armed Old Man returned to the cabin.
Watching the Old Man's departing back, Xu Zimo did not stop him.
Bloodthirsty Mad Saber—this had indeed once been a resounding name that shook the Eastern Continent.
Sadly, even heroes would one day grow old.
The wheels of history would never halt for any single person.
The voyage encountered no further danger.
There were occasional attacks from creatures beneath the sea, but their cultivation was not particularly high.
In the end, they arrived safely at the Northern Continent.
When Xu Zimo went to the stern again, he discovered that one end of the Immortal Binding Lock was already empty.
The Red-robed Elder's figure had long since vanished without a trace.
Perhaps he had already been devoured by creatures beneath the sea.
Xu Zimo put away the Immortal Binding Lock as the ship slowly docked at the pier.
Before leaving, the one-armed Old Man glanced at Xu Zimo.
With meaningful intent, he said, "Young man, perhaps we will meet again."
"Let's hope so," Xu Zimo replied indifferently.
As the one-armed Old Man departed, the passengers aboard the ship also began leaving in twos