"What did you remember?" Gu Zhan asked.
Suddenly, a glimmer erupted in Mo Jingzhou's eyes, and his previously sallow face flushed with color, as though he had been revitalized. He gripped Gu Zhan's hand with surprising strength, his eyes widened, seemingly seeing something.
"It was a door, I remember now, it was a door."
"What door?" Gu Zhan asked.
Mo Jingzhou clutched Gu Zhan's hand tightly and said, "I saw the dragon crossing the tribulation, but it failed. It fell from the clouds, letting out a mournful cry, with eyes larger than a building.
That was a dragon, a real dragon, about to die. I could feel its impending death. At that time, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly parted like a door, and someone walked out... No, it was an Immortal!
Yes, the Immortal touched my head, hahaha... The Immortal touched my head and blessed me with longevity... I remember now, I remember it all, it was the Immortal... It was the Immortal's blessing that led to my existence.
