In the ancestral court of jade capital city, Qin Mu and ling Yuxiu crossed the last river of chaos and entered the city.
Along the way, not many people stopped them. They had only met a few heaven cleaving congregation and had exchanged a few blows with them.
The paths, skills, and divine arts of those heaven cleaving congregation were incomparably strange and very strange. They were very different from the paths, skills, and divine arts of Miluo Palace, causing him to suffer a small loss.
“Don’t worry, Madam, I will definitely return to the time in the past to find Lingjun.”
Qin Mu turned back to look and saw long rivers surging, symbolizing the destruction of the past sixteen universes. At the place where the destruction of the first epoch had begun, his daughter, Qin Lingjun, was trapped there.
When he returned there, it might have been just a moment of separation for Qin Lingjun, but it might have been a very long time for them.
