The space above the Ying Sea started to shatter, just like the sea underneath. Even the white clouds around them were in the midst of being destroyed.
Wang Lin, who was by her side, turned emotionless. He too turned illusory, like a dream-like bubble. Slowly, he started to split open.
Looking at this scene, Ning Wan’ge took in a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.
When she opened them once more, everything before her had changed.
She was still in the Ying Sea, but it was not where she formerly was with the gray-robed girl. Instead, she returned where she was at the very beginning.
The illusory realm in which she lived in had started to change, causing her to be unable to differentiate as everything had turned blurry.
Ning Wan’ge could clearly feel her sight, hearing, and other senses weakening as if something was squashing them.
