Pear blossoms were like snow, the moonlight was like silver.
Xue An sat under the tree, listening to Old Taoist Zhai recount the events of the past few years.
"When you led the forces of the Multiverse to quell the great catastrophe, in fact, I was always in Huaguo, but I felt that my cultivation level was too low to be of any help to you, so I didn't show up."
"Later, when the turmoil settled and the catastrophe disappeared, seeing this situation I returned to Mount Qingmang to continue my life as a simple Taoist with no concerns."
"But never expected, such peaceful days didn't last long before an eerie mutation occurred."
"What mutation?" Xue An asked solemnly.
Though only a soul, Old Taoist Zhai's expression became very serious.
"I can't quite explain it, but it all stemmed from a dream I had."
"Oh? A dream?"
"Exactly! I dreamt that a huge and strange worm suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, this worm had a human face and kept giving me a sinister smile."
