An Su watched the Dawn Saintess, still bathing in the sea of Holy Light. Her delicate profile was tinged with the glow of dusk, her long and thick eyelashes trembling slightly, just like the brittle branches of a plane tree swaying in late autumn—each tremor signified vitality and life.
An Su could feel that he had faintly connected to the presence of the Azure Sorceress through the River of Life, yet this emotional anchor was still not strong enough to resurrect her,
Despite that, Miss Bones did not awaken from the Holy Body of the Dawn Saintess.
Later on, even her eyebrows ceased to twitch.
Miss Bones remained bound by the River of Life, wandering within the endless whirlpool of lives.
"Meow."
Luo Xiaohei sprang to the cheek of the Dawn Saintess, lightly touching the latter's cheek with her paw. She turned her head to look at An Su, pointed at him with her tail, and was about to burst into triumphant laughter.
