Rising to his feet, Qin Wushuang’s only feeling was that—he had been reborn.
Besides, this time, his reincarnation felt like the phoenix nirvana where he was reborn from the fire. He opened his eyes to look around and was stunned.
The originally clean rock path had been shattered by an invisible power and left the floor covered in dust. It was about a few meters deep and formed a giant pit.
Although Qin Wushuang had no idea what had happened, he knew that scene was extraordinary. Could it be—Qin Wushuang felt that it was unimaginable.
He still remembered how his father had doubted him when he’d showcased an immense advancement in strength. At that time, he had said that he’d encountered some fortuitous opportunities at the Great Cang Mountains.
Could it be, without him knowing, there was some fortuitous opportunity that called out to him?
