The black and white void twisted, transforming into a portal, from which a young man in ancient azure robes slowly emerged.
He stood proudly in mid-air with hands behind his back, the whirlpool of the void vanished swiftly, and at the same time, the black and white sky behind him was colored, yet still distorted, surreal and bizarre.
Moments later, the color of everything in the world returned to normal, the void restored its barrier, everything reverted to its original state, except for the newly appeared young man, standing in the air, his gaze indifferent, overlooking Wuyao.
It was Qin Heng.
"Brother!" Qin Yun exclaimed with immense joy, leaping with excitement, nearly jumping up fully!
Qin Heng was her spiritual pillar. Over the past two months, the giant ship hovered above the sky, earth underwent dramatic changes, while Qin Heng was missing. She had been yearning for Qin Heng's return every moment.
