The sky was blue and there were many pavilions below, like a sect. However, the name of the sect was blurry, making it impossible to see. The more one tried to get a better look, the more blurry it would become.

In one of the pavilions, there was a woman. This woman was very familiar, very familiar. She bit her lower lip as she looked into the sky as if she was looking for something...

“Who is she… Who am I…”

The land was vast, the sky was dark, and the surroundings were filled with a bloody aura, as if there had been a battle here. A woman was escaping through the sky and her face was pale from panic. She would occasionally look back to see a cultivator with lecherous eyes casually chasing her.

At the most critical moment, she saw a familiar man hiding below...

“Who is she, who is he… Who am I…”

A fog-like sea and an ordinary-looking cave. A man was sitting inside the cave as if he was at the most critical moment of...