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.,He finally knew why he felt a sense of familiarity when looking at the bead. The energy within the bead was his cultivation from his past life, all his divine meridian realm skills integrated into it.,He is only fifteen years old now, just reaching the threshold of basic cultivation.。