In front of the Clear Sky Fortress, Huo Yuhao sat flat on the ground, staring blankly in the direction where the Sea God projection had been blasted apart by the light of space and time.
At this moment, at the roots of Huo Yuhao's pitch-black hair, strands of silver had uncontrollably spread throughout his locks.
Yet even so, Huo Yuhao's eyes still held a hint of disbelief.
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