It was cruel for him to witness such a disaster with his own eyes.
Maybe ten or twenty years later, he would wake up from this disaster in the middle of the night.
At this moment, Chu Yuanyang's eyes narrowed. She was attracted by a mother and daughter in the distance. The mother and daughter were at the junction of the light and darkness realms. Behind them were rolling black clouds that expanded infinitely.
The little girl fell down.
"Mother, I can't run anymore ..."
The little girl, who was about seven or eight years old, was covered in sweat. Her yellow hair was stuck to her face in locks, and her lips were dry.
Her feet were blistered from the friction, and she ran unsteadily. After seeing the tragic deaths of the people behind her, she abandoned her mother and daughter and fled for her life alone.
