The Primordial Azurelotus in his hand was extremely verdant. Its stem swayed while its nine leaves that were branded with divine markings were in the form of rising layers, whereas at the top was a bud that was getting ready to burst. It emanated strands of refreshing fragrance that seeped into the depths of one’s soul and bones, causing one to be intoxicated.

Chen Xi stood there staring blankly into the air. If it wasn’t for the Primordial Azurelotus in his hand and the Rockface Spiritking that had fallen in the distance, he wondered whether everything he just experienced was a dream.

Especially shocking to him was that he was actually unable to remember anything about that aged voice from before, and it seemed as if it had been wiped off from his memory.

He was only able to remember what the voice had said.

In other words, even if that aged voice resounded once more, he would be unable to distinguish that person’s identity.

Chen Xi couldn’t help but be shocked when facing such an unfathomable and extraordinary ability. After all, since he started cultivating until now, it was still the first time that he’d experienced something so mysterious.

Meng Xinghe!

No matter if I remember this voice or not, you’re definitely Meng Xinghe!

Chen Xi muttered in...