The man named Daoyuan in front of her bore some resemblance to the person in her memory in terms of his bearing, but when one made a meticulous comparison, the differences between them were obvious.0

The person back then was domineering, overbearing even. Although young, he was like a sun shining alone with heaven-defying power, capable of pushing back an entire army!0

Even when under the siege of a group of Saints, he had shown sheer courage and utter disregard for the opponents. His entirety was like a divine blade that could cleave the sky apart and illuminate the nine heavens.0

In Deva Secret Domain, he had been unrivaled, dominating everyone until all that was left in them was fear!0

Meanwhile, this man called Daoyuan did not exude that kind of dashing elegance. He was too bland, like the kind of cloud that one could always find in the sky. There was no edge nor any sharpness to him.0

Meng Lianqing couldn’t tell why she felt so lost right now. The tangle of emotions in her heart was indescribable.0

Normally, she should loath and spurn that young man, but so many years had passed and time had brought many changes. Now that she looked back as a quasi-Emperor, she suddenly found that the competition...0