Nan Mengqian's tone was gentle and calm.
Yet for Ji Yun, it was filled with immense power, and it even struck directly at his soul!
Ji Yun had witnessed the apocalypse, the earth shaking and mountains quaking, seen a city destroyed by the massive floods cascading down from the mountains, witnessed the earth splitting open to reveal terrifying, horrifying abysses...
But none of these, were as powerful as Nan Mengqian's gaze, nor the strength of her words!
Once again, Ji Yun felt the world spin, as if all his past experiences had turned into mirages, which had once been so shocking to the heart, yet now dissipated like dust thrown up in the air...
His pupils, unconsciously filled with bloodshot streaks.
And slowly, in his eye sockets, seeped the salty bitterness of unwillingness.
Ji Yun looked at the person before him, incredibly familiar and utterly trusted.
