Liu San frowned slightly. "Young Master, is there truly need for alarm? We cultivators should remain unmoved even if mountains crumble and seas boil before us..."

"Our plan to escape the Xuanhuang World has failed," Li Fan said, cutting him off.

"Hmm?" Liu San's expression changed at once.

"Father... sacrificed himself to save us."

"What?"

The words struck Liu San like a thunderbolt. He stood frozen.

"Master... How is this possible?"

His body trembled faintly, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Li Fan pressed on. "While we slept, several thousand years passed in the world outside."

"Ah? How could that be?" Liu San stared at him, dazed.

Grief, shock, confusion… For a moment, Liu San's mind was nothing but chaos. Every shock he...