Lu Yun brooded as he read Jin Huo’s expression. It was looking highly likely that Wei Lie’s past self was buried in the ancient burial mound instead of Pangu. The Divine Feather young man’s future self was an incredibly weak young man buried in the tomb of the shamanic ancestor, so what about his present self?

Where was Wei Lie’s present self?

Still motionless in the pure gloom of extreme darkness, Lu Yun was starting to feel the pressure get to him.

“You shouldn’t have come,” Jin Huo murmured when she discovered his mental state.

“I’m here already, so enough of that.” He shook his head and drew himself upright, fully deploying the complete...