Many places were filled with all sorts of craters and scars.
Many of the Cultivators he had seen before were also gone.
In their place were many new faces.
When he saw Li Changâan, the expression on Xia Zizhanâs face was clearly complicated.
His figure and appearance hadnât changed much.
But Li Changâan could clearly sense that the manâs aura was deeper and more restrained than it had been three years ago. Even his brow carried a hint of a fierce, baleful energy.
The man had clearly been through a war, and likely a very brutal one. Otherwise, a mere three yearsâlittle more than the blink of an eye for a Cultivatorâshould not have changed him so drastically.
Li Changâan opened his mouth to ask what had happened over the past few years.
But Xia Zizhan just glanced at the people who had come to see Li Changâan off. He didnât answer, only beckoning for him to come aboard.
Seeing this, Li Changâan knew the other man must have his reservations.
So he turned and waved to the group seeing him off.
After bidding them farewell, he turned and prepared to fly toward the Immortal Ship.
The moment he turned, Li Shiran, who was in the group behind him, burst into tears. He sobbed uncontrollably, "Big Brother, will we ever see each other again?"
âWill we meet again? We have to, right?â
âOf course, the more likely answer is that we never will.â
For a moment, Li Changâan didnât know how to answer Li Shiranâs question.
To the myriad worlds, Li Changâan was usually just a passerby, staying for a short time before hurriedly departing.
But for certain people he spent his days and nights with, a single farewell could last a lifetime.
Ever since he started entering Rebirth Worlds, Li Changâan had experienced his share of partings, of life and death.
But now, hearing Li Shiranâs cries, he couldnât help but feel a touch of melancholy.
He turned back to look at Li Shiran, forcing a smile as he said, "Cultivate well. As long as you can keep on living, weâll definitely see each other again someday!"
Hearing this, Li Shiranâs eyes filled with even more tears.
But as he cried, his expression slowly grew determined.
But just as he had comforted him, Li Yuanqing, standing beside them, suddenly had red-rimmed eyes. He grabbed Li Changâanâs sleeve and said in a low voice, "Brother, wait for me!"
When they were young, Li Yuanqing and Li Shiran were like two little shadows, always following Li Changâan around, almost inseparable.
Back then, being the youngest, Li Yuanqing often couldnât keep up with Li Changâan and Li Shiran. Whenever that happened, he would grab Li Changâanâs sleeve to make him stop and wait.
ăYears passed.ă
Li Yuanqing was long since a grown man. Now, he had even inherited the entire Great Zhou that Li Changâan left behind, becoming the new Emperor of the Great Zhou.
Yet, at this very moment, he was still tugging on Li Changâanâs sleeve just as he had in his childhood.
Asking Li Changâan to slow down and wait for him.
At this thought, Li Changâanâs gaze softened. He reached out and patted Li Yuanqingâs shoulder, saying, "Take care of Shiran, take care of Mom and Dad, take care of Great Zhou, and take care of yourself!"
With that, he turned and walked toward the Immortal Ship.
Lu Shang and Elder Hun watched from a distance. When they saw Li Changâan enter the Immortal Ship, Elder Hun flicked his hand, sending a faint Blue Halo of Energy silently surging into Li Changâanâs body.
ă...ă
The Immortal Ship set sail. Standing inside and looking around, Li Changâan discovered that the vessel was even more technologically advanced than he had imagined.
From the outside, the Immortal Ship had looked to be merely a dozen or so meters long.
But once he actually stepped into the hull, Li Changâan found that the interior was like a Storage Bagâa whole different world inside.
Viewed from within, the deck of the Immortal Ship alone was a hundred meters long.
The various weapons were also countless times larger than they had appeared from the outside.
Apparently, when attacking the Great Zhou City Wall, the Immortal Ship had most likely only used its small-caliber weapons.
His face filled with amazement, Li Changâan walked around the deck, looking here and touching there, and discovered that the Immortal Ship was inscribed with all sorts of complex and strange Array Patterns.
It possessed both the beauty of technology and a touch of classical aesthetics.
âThis thing is incredible!â
Although Li Changâan hadnât seen the Immortal Ship with all its weapons firing, just a cursory glance at its exterior was enough to make his heart pound.
âIf I could master this kind of technology, when I return to the Main World, Iâd probably be an entire version ahead of the other Reincarnators!â
He took a deep breath, finally managing to calm himself down.
Li Changâan turned his gaze to Xia Zizhan, who was standing nearby, and asked, "Brother Xia, can you tell me whatâs happened these past few years now? The last time I saw it, the Immortal Ship didnât look like this!"
Hearing Li Changâanâs question, Xia Zizhan sighed and gave a bitter laugh. "Heh, what else could it be? A Dark Tide appeared in the sector under the Third Fleetâs jurisdiction. Luckily, thanks to our regular patrols, we caught it in time before it could spread..."
"The Third Fleet paid a heavy price to repel it. We lost over thirty Immortal Ships and more than forty Imperial Battleships just to barely get the job done. The Immortal Ship Iâm on was one of the lucky ones, but even we almost didnât make it back..."
At this, Xia Zizhanâs voice paused. He looked at Li Changâan and joked, "Youâre pretty lucky, too. If I had died in the Dark Tide, it probably wouldâve been a long, long time before anyone could come out here to pick you up!"