"You need not worry too much,"
Chang Chun noticed Wang Chen's expression and consoled him, "The true calamity is at least decades away; you have plenty of time to prepare."
With that, he handed Wang Chen a jade pendant, "When the time comes, find this person. He has a way to send you to the Upper Realm."
"Thank you, Master."
Wang Chen took the jade pendant and noticed the character "Meng" engraved on its front.
"We as master and disciple have reached the end of our destinies today."
Chang Chun looked at Wang Chen intently and said in a deep voice, "From now on, you must walk the path ahead alone!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pointed a finger at Wang Chen's forehead.
Wang Chen's whole body shook, and in an instant, two clusters of Spirit Light Law Seeds appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.
Four Seasons, Lovesickness!
"The Law Must Not Be Transmitted Lightly, Thunderbolt five thousand, Four Seasons thirty thousand, Lovesickness priceless!"
