Ling Tianyu put down the record he was holding with a sense of helplessness, the Old Man had left abruptly, and now his whereabouts were unknown, leaving only a strand of his soul consciousness within his body.
It had come to his aid at a crucial moment, but from now on, he would have to walk the path alone.
He had suspected that the Old Man might be a powerful figure from the Cultivation World, but now that seemed unlikely; the Cultivation World had already shattered, and it was impossible for the Old Man to have gone there. Where else could he have gone?
With such profound and unfathomable cultivation, he was willing to bet that there was no rival for him in The City, he was likely invincible and possibly already at the peak of cultivation.
Ling Tianyu furrowed his brows tightly as he looked at the records he had not finished Reading.
