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People usually take their life for granted. Not caring about where it all began. Is there some secret behind the world?

Some hidden facts burried away in the endless sea of time.

And then there are those who search for clues. They dig deep into the already known facts, just to extract even deeper truths.

But no matter what they do, though, there is always the mystery of the fourth dimension. A dimension where the only way to prove its existence or the truth behind it is by diving into the dimension itself.


A/N: My first work, if there are any problems please notify me.

For the people who are confused, the protagonist's name is read as (Fa ~ re ~ s)

Mysteries of the 4th Dimension

With that thought in mind, old man Merc felt quite sad about how his life turned out. He did not ever wish to take part in any conflict for power, nor did he harm anyone for his own benifit.

But he knew there was always those who would always be scared of his influence on the people, but he has already been away for hundreds of years, so why were they still after his and his family's lives?

Unless the people did not forget about him... After all, for ice elves, even for the non cultivators among them, a hundred years was nothing to them, as their aging metabolism was much slower than those of humans.

Old man Merc did not dwell much on things, as he quickly returned back to his senses the moment he felt a chill go down his spine.

Chapter 128