The gloomy night was blanketed with a light shawl of mist.
Helian Wei Wei felt the gentle stream embracing every inch of her skin, as though her whole being was soaked in water.
She could not muster any other sensations.
Her body was sinking, deep down into the unknown.
Her mind went completely blank as she lost herself in her thoughts.
Suddenly, she felt chills running down the nape of her neck as if something was seeping into her body. It was obviously colder than the water, yet it did not bother her.
Who's that?
Who's that talking by my ear?
Helian Wei Wei forced herself to open her eyes, but her body was reluctant to do so.
Vaguely, she could feel her soul drifting away once more, to the place that everyone desired.
At the Golden Lotus, crowned on the peak of Mountain Tenya.
Senior Monk sat on the Golden Lotus, as usual, the look of disdain and pity toward her was written in his eyes.
