He was certain, this was him, or rather his first life, because there was no such scene in the memory of his second life!
Where is this place, and why would his first life appear here?
"This is the Battle of the Desolate Domain."
At this moment, a voice sounded behind Chen Lan. He turned around suddenly, not knowing when an elderly man in a white robe, stroking his long white beard, had appeared, smiling at him.
The surrounding illusion seemed frozen in time, no longer moving.
"Senior," Chen Lan bowed with clenched fists. The elder in front of him must be someone from this great battle; otherwise, he wouldn't have pulled him into this illusion.
"Indeed, you have a very strong comprehension. You only needed a single try to comprehend the stone tablet and enter my illusion space." The elder was very pleased, finding Chen Lan young and exceptionally perceptive—taking him as a disciple would be perfect.
