"I've been looking for you, always searching, always searching, never stopping, I didn't dare to take a break, but I couldn't find you. There was no one there, no you, no everyone. I've searched for so long and couldn't see a single person, and no one came to find me. Jun Moyan, I'm really scared, I'm afraid I'll never be able to come back, I'm afraid I'll never find you, I'm afraid I'll never see you again, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of there, I'm afraid there will always be just me..." Wen Xiao'ai said, tears falling onto Jun Moyan's face.
"I'm sorry..." Hearing her words, Jun Moyan was filled with unbearable sorrow, his heart felt like it was being cut with a knife.
He hated his own uselessness, hated that he couldn't help her at all. Back then, he sacrificed himself, using his spiritual power to save the living beings of the Six Realms, all so she wouldn't suffer any more harm.
