Does Long Xin regret it?!
Of course, there is regret.
Regret so deep that the heart drips blood.
But what can be done?
Having made the wrong choice, one must pay the price.
There is no medicine for regret in this world.
Taking a deep breath, Long Xin lifted his head and looked towards Su Chen's position.
There, from his view, stood Su Chen.
On the entire Ancestral Dragon Island at this moment, the only thing that remained unchanged was Su Chen.
Su Chen stood there, no longer with his feet touching the ground, because beneath him, the soil, rocks, and so on, had turned into magma, scorching flames.
He stood there, floating in mid-air.
There was nothing around him, no void, no real space, no absolute space; he stood at the genesis of chaos and nothingness.
Su Chen's expression remained unchanged.
Calm and silent.
Even now, as he was locked on by that old thing's dragon breath.
Still, there was no change in his expression.
His gaze lingered quietly ahead.
