At the moment of death, Xiao die did not panic. Instead, she felt a sense of relief.
Although cultivators pursued longevity, they had no choice but to face death. When that moment came, they just had to face it calmly.
As long as the sacrifice was worth it, Xiao die would have no regrets.
In fact, there were too many things in this world that were worth reminiscing about. If he had a choice, he really didn't want to let go of it.
Just as Xiao die was sighing, she suddenly found that everything around her was still, and she could no longer hear the sounds of war and killing.
Looking around in confusion, she found herself in a strange place. The scenery was incomparably beautiful, even the back garden of the Holy Dragon City could not compare.
Xiao die had a quiet nature and loved to be close to nature. The environment she lived in was very similar to this place.
"This is the world of the dead?" he asked.
