Towering Cliff (2)

"Your remnant soul should be a cultivator now!" the man in black asked hastily. The middle-aged man in plain clothes smiled and said, "After that battle years ago, I had a foreboding. Before leaving, I left behind a strand of soul. That strand of soul only possessed an ordinary person." "In that great formation, between this star system, there are their own celestial rules and cycles," the middle-aged man said, "That person is probably just an ordinary individual, unaware of how much he has awakened...