The Ancient Powerhouse Revived from Reincarnation

The great calamity was approaching.

All manner of demons and freaks had begun to crawl out of the woodwork.

What had arrived this time truly was not a living spirit.

Luo Chen calculated the grand currents of heaven and earth in his heart, and scenes of the future unfolded before his eyes.

He saw some troubling images.

"Today's calculations are far worse than yesterday's."

Luo Chen sighed inwardly. At the end of an era, variables arose in the world every moment of every day. Even he could not see the road ahead clearly.

"But some fates cannot be avoided..."

Luo Chen muttered to himself, withdrawing his gaze from beyond the heavens and continuing his leisurely talk about life with his eldest disciple.

A long while later.

The battle at the horizon was drawing to a close. With his peerless combat techniques, Wukong had faintly gained the upper hand over his senior brother.

This left Ye Qi, standing amid the ruins of the forest, feeling somewhat unwilling and dispirited.

He looked at his hands, which were faintly cracking apart, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.

"Second Senior Brother, are you all right?"

Above him, Wukong scratched his head and descended beside Ye Qi, asking with concern as he brushed the dust from Ye Qi's body.

"I'm fine, Wukong. I just want to be alone for a while."

Ye Qi revealed a faint smile and slowly walked into the distance.

"Master, this..." Seeing this, Lin Jiuxiao hesitated.

Luo Chen glanced at him and chuckled. "What, does this eldest senior brother of yours feel sorry for his junior brother?"

Lin Jiuxiao remained silent. He was worried that the blow to his second junior brother might be too severe, that he might never recover from it.

"Don't worry. I've watched Ye