Is This Your Ultimate Limit?

Qing Ming City.

In the ruins.

Following the instructions given to him, a young man got the item that he wanted.

"The old man at the Starry Sky Pavilion didn't con me."

The young man sighed.

Well…

Should he stay or leave?

He knew clearly that the ruins were chaotic at the moment and if he were to acquire profit in times of trouble, he might be able to gain more. However, he would also face greater risks!

Furthermore…

Forget it.

The young man shook his head slightly.

Shush!

He opened his hands and a folded paper plane appeared in his hands.

"Let's go."

He let out a breath and threw the plane.

Swoosh!

The paper plane traversed the lights.

Along with the young man, they dissipated into the void.

Somewhere.

A teenager was walking through the ruins.

The longbow behind him was shining with splendor.

He knew very well.