I still don't know what her name is….
Zhong Yue stood on the ocean with his hands on the back, looking at the imperial consort's boat sailing further and further away before eventually disappearing from his sights. As the greatest race to have ever existed, the Fuxi Celestial Race certainly had no lack of inspiring and glorious heroes. But sadly, the history of their race was wiped off, and the future generations wouldn't even know their names.
Every record about the Fuxi Celestial Race was erased, and not even their direct descendants knew of their origins.
"If you want to destroy a race, you'll have to wipe off its history and let the names of the heroes fade away over time. Let the soul and spirit of the race fade in the flow of time; and when the heritage of the race vanishes, so will their last glimpse of hope … Junior martial sister, let's go, we'll search for Ao Shanshan."
Zhong Yue strode forward while Qiu Jin'er followed behind.
