Qin Hao smiled, he began to discuss the current situation.
He shared almost everything he knew.
From the ancient battle to the present situation in Jiu Zhou.
Qiu Feng remained silent until the end when he finally spoke, "Our era has ultimately passed."
It was evident, from his expression which bore a kind of pain, a sorrow that was indescribable.
An era had ended, and he was clinging to life, because of his unique cultivation method, he had not completely died back then.
In this era, stimulated by the blood of the five races, he was resurrected with great difficulty.
But in his heart, there was an indescribable sorrow.
Looking around, all were corpses, some with familiar faces, some relatively strange, all from their era.
Lives that were once vibrant, all perished in a single battle, never to return.
"I am going to die too, to join them between heaven and earth, becoming one of them."
After Qiu Feng spoke, his body staggered, and the flame of life almost extinguished.
