A once-in-a-century thunderstorm tore open the sky screen. When Qin Hao opened his eyes, he found himself in the Angel Nebula, forty thousand years in the past.
A pale purple lightning mark on his wrist quietly awakened. The Twelve Talismans, the Ghost Shadow Mask, and the Eight Relics all lay dormant within it. Every bit of special energy he accumulated unlocked another measure of extraordinary power.
Gazing at the women before him, each wearing a different expression, Qin Hao spoke calmly:
“I really didn't mean to disrupt everything. I was simply following my heart.”
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