Return to Zero

'No matter what, I'll have to die on that day?'

Fang Xingjian gritted his teeth and circulated the Longevity Art, starting to turn his life span into martial will.

Bang!

Almost at the instant he circulated the technique, Fang Xingjian felt a series of thunderous rumbles in his consciousness like violent winds or tornadoes had just passed by. It had been a very long time since Fang Xingjian had experienced this sort of feeling.

How powerful was he right now? Moreover, his actual body was in the high-dimensional space-time, and it would be hard even for a supernova explosion to affect him. At this moment, the conversion of his life span had the feeling of raging gales and rainstorms. It was as if an ordinary person had smashed open a nuclear reactor.