"Back then, that impact came together with the descent of an Evil God wielding a Divine Soldier-level Divine Weapon. I still thought I was just a Loose Cultivator, and that Evil God was full of temptation—I almost bowed down and acknowledged Him as my master."
"But the Palace Master appeared and slew that Evil God. After we returned to the palace, my memories were restored again."
Zhao Xing quietly listened to Venerable Wan Ying's past. He hadn't expected the other party to have gone through such things; it proved that making more friends was never wrong. This kind of experience was very precious.
"Brother Wan, what about the third time?"
Venerable Wan Ying recalled, "By the third time, I was already a Thirteen-tiered Demigod. I was adventuring in a certain secret realm then. Although I was very strong, and had received warnings long beforehand, those warnings didn't specify the exact time—everything happened too suddenly."
