Xu Zimo felt a familiar breath from inside the bead. Suddenly, his eyes widened, as if he had thought of something incredible.,Xu Zimo still remembered the day he was defeated. He poured all his Shenmai Realm cultivation into the orb, hoping to tear through space and escape with it, but he never expected to be reborn as a teenager.,Some were merely an ordinary little wooden hut, a slow and clear stream, and a middle-aged man in green clothes sitting on the ground by the river.。