In the Heaven and Earth Battlefield, in one of the ruins left after a battle, a teen with an amputated limb looked at the moon while breathing her final breaths.
"I... I am about to die?" The teen breathed in weakly and her face was ashen white. She had several sword wounds at her stomach area and her entire right arm had been sliced off.
She was laying in a thick blood pond.
"What should I do?" The teen didn't want to die.
No one who came to the Heaven and Earth Battlefield wanted to die. The girl had gone through so many hardships to enter this place. She tried her best to cultivate and improve herself and in just a few years she reached Dao Saint Realm.
She was able to rely on her hard work to change everything.
"I am the daughter of the crescent moon; I shouldn't die like this!" She was filled with regret; she shouldn't have joined this battle for a friend.
The truth proved that her friend had betrayed her.
