Time continued to flow.
The sky gradually brightened.
The golden-red sun slowly rose from the distant sea.
When the sun rose into the sky, everything in the world was illuminated.
The waves surged and crashed against the shore of Penglai Island, making crashing sounds.
The entire island was very quiet and peaceful, as if nothing had happened.
However, last night, a terrifying battle had really happened here.
At this moment.
A cyan-robed figure was washed to the beach by the waves.
This was a beautiful young woman with a graceful figure.
Especially her face, it was so exquisite that it was flawless. It could be said to be devastatingly beautiful.
However, this woman's face was as pale as paper. Her clothes were tattered, and her flesh was everywhere. She looked very tragic.
This woman was precisely Blue Luan.
As for her mask, it had long shattered and fallen into the sea.
