Whether it was Nan Mingxu or Nan Mingyu, both mother and son assumed that Chen Xuan’s act of plunging his sword into his own chest was a suicidal move.
However, the next moment, their eyes widened even further, for amidst the brilliant, flowing radiance erupting from Chen Xuan’s chest, they seemed to catch a glimpse of the very trajectory of time flowing at high speed.
Chen Xuan’s entire aura underwent a subtle transformation. His ink-black hair danced wildly in the wind, appearing to have grown just a fraction longer.
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