The voice of the Dragon Soul resounded in Xu Wendong's sea of consciousness, carrying a trace of heaviness and hesitation: "There is indeed a way at present, but this path is extremely perilous, and for you, it will undoubtedly mean facing huge dangers and challenges."
"Are you really sure you want to continue saving this girl?"
Xu Wendong lowered his head, his gaze falling on the girl in his arms who was barely clinging to life. Her face was as pale as snow, her breathing so weak it seemed as if it could vanish at any moment.
His eyes suddenly turned incredibly resolute, and he responded decisively without hesitation: "I cannot just sit by and watch her perish!"
He was also puzzled in his heart as to why he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this woman he met for the first time, as if there was some secret bond that transcended time and space between them.
