Without disturbing anyone, because he knew that if those from the Pure and Muddy Gate knew his thoughts, they would definitely obstruct him in every way.
This time, upon returning to his hometown, Kong Xiaotian suddenly discovered that the voice lingering in his mind began to wane.
Especially when he was about to reach his hometown, the voice in his mind completely disappeared.
Without that voice surrounding him, Kong Xiaotian suddenly felt a wave of relief.
However...
When Kong Xiaotian arrived at his hometown, his figure froze.
Kong Xiaotian's hometown was merely a small village.
But now, before his eyes was a scene of broken walls and ruins. The once small village had turned into a complete wasteland. Over time, little blades of grass had started to peek out from the broken houses.
At this moment, Kong Xiaotian's mind went blank.
