The mysterious newcomer curiously looked around.
The sense of victory he felt after patiently waiting for thousands of years was slowly replaced by a sense of pure shock.
What is this spirit sea? He couldn't help but wonder.
This is more refined than even mine!
Such purity. Such depth. Amazing… Simply amazing!
His thoughts came to an abrupt halt when another figure abruptly appeared in front of him, standing at least a dozen meters away from him.
This young man had shoulder-length raven hair and a patch of bone-white hair at the temple. He wore pristine white robes and looked at him with seemingly mild curiosity. But upon closer observation, he was simply trying his best to mask his fear.
This young man looks nothing like me, the old man thought to himself.
Is he really my descendant?
I thought I had left clear instructions.
Just what is going on?
Before the old man could question the youth, the latter shot a series of questions at him.
"Who are you?!" Adam blurted out.
