The radiant starlight swept across the skies above Changning City. Time seemed to slow down, and everyone involuntarily stopped their actions, looked up, and gazed at the sky.
There was a vague feeling of loss, but it did not lead to negativity or despair.
This loss seemed to herald the arrival of something entirely new.
…
Guan Xin stared at the place where Du Changge disappeared, struck dumb, where a black shadow resembling a lotus flower swayed and lingered uncertainly. After a long while, she came to herself, gently covering her chest with her right hand, calming her restless heart, her face showing a forced smile.
Her cultivation continued to soar, waves of clarity spread like ripples, dispelling the surrounding blood mist.
From the corner of the street came the sound of wheels rolling.
Guan Xin looked up and saw an old woman pushing a girl, or perhaps someone resembling a girl, who was seated in a wheelchair, slowly approaching.
