The next moment, the young man at the South Peak slowly opened his eyes, his robe billowing despite no wind. An evident transformation took place, visible to the naked eye. That feeling was akin to the steadiness after enduring hardships, or like the tragic resolve of throwing everything away, and more like the growth after weathering many storms.
His eyes, gradually becoming more steadfast, slowly gazed towards the northernmost direction.
Over there, there were the people Ye Xiaofan was most worried about, and his sister Ye Xiaoyue was suffering torment.
Now, this world no longer can contain him; temporarily leaving is inevitable. But before departing, he still needs to rescue his sister from the depths of suffering.
