In the long life of a cultivator, a year was like a flashing comet in the skies. If one didn’t pay attention, it would soon howl off into the unseen distance.

On this day, Holy Nether City was incomparably peaceful. But in this peace, one could feel a boundless constrained strength. It was like a bow that had been pulled past its limits. Once the opportunity arose, this bow would shoot out a heaven-shocking arrow, tearing apart all obstacles in its way.

Hai Lanlan looked at Qin Yu’s calm profile. She couldn’t figure out why he was so eager to walk this road of almost certain death. Was the outside world really something he couldn’t sever himself from? Or, was there someone waiting for him?

As her thoughts moved, an almost imperceptible gentleness appeared in her faint eyes. Qin Yu could stay in Holy Nether City in peace and comfort. Although it was the same as being imprisoned here, as the Lord Commander who had the approval of the Holy Nether Guard, he could live a life far more satisfying than what the vast majority of people in the outside world experienced.

If he could discard all of this without hesitation and step onto a road of unknown life or death, this required an immense amount of courage. It was something worth praising.

However, Hai Lanlan couldn’t figure out why such a courageous person did all that ridiculous stuff from...