Chapter 125 Heavenly Mountain Sacred Land

Some people, some things, personal experiences can inspire trust.

Unreserved trust.

As for that man in colorful clothes, Zhou Yan felt a sense of familiarity, but when he showed his face, Zhou Yan still froze momentarily, his mind going blank for an instant.

This person, Zhou Yan could confide in, could even give a lot for him, but he hadn't expected that now, this person stood at such a vantage point.

Like an unreal dream, this world was changing too swiftly.

In the instant Zhou Yan froze, the man in colorful clothes turned again and transformed into a flying crane of light, about to disappear.

Perhaps to anyone else, the turn of his body seemed perfectly ordinary, but that look he cast outside the Sword Illusion Realm, that moment frozen in time, remained fresh in Zhou Yan's memory.

Zhou Yan felt a flash of shock in his heart, and then a moment of doubt.

What was this person's purpose in doing this? Could it be a covert reminder to him?

Possible? Or impossible?