"When you learn who you are, you are no longer you. When you no longer know who you are, you… will be you!"
Murmurs reached Su Ming's ears and echoed in his head. When the sentence turned into a loud bang and roared in his heart, Su Ming opened his eyes.
Sweat had appeared at some unknown point of time on his forehead. The sky outside was silver, and it was because of falling snow. The land, dressed in a silver cloak, reflected a light that did not belong to the darkness of night.
Su Ming sat in a stone cave naturally formed due to a crack in the mountain. It was a place he had come upon while charging to Seven Moons Sect for three months. In the seemingly endless land, he had sat down cross-legged and began regulating his breathing.
He was incredibly far away from Seven Moons Sect. Even if he had reached the first level of Dao Divinity, he still needed several years to reach it.
