Mo Nan stood in front of Zhou Yan, yet Zhou Yan suddenly felt that he was very far away.
At least, compared to the once-naive young man, he had undergone a world-shaking change.
From then to now, more than ten years have passed.
In these ten plus years, Zhou Yan felt it was as long as several lifetimes.
But for Mo Nan, and for all the cultivators of the Dark God Domain, wasn't it also a lifetime?
"In fact, in such chaotic times, everyone lives exhausted and helplessly. Once, in my arrogant days, I always thought that the matters of the Outer Realm Battlefield had nothing to do with me, feeling they were very distant. Even once thought, after you killed Mo Bei, even if Mo Bei made enormous mistakes, ultimately he was slain by you. I should diligently cultivate to avenge him."
Mo Nan smiled bitterly.
