The final scene faded.
The lantern-lit courtyard.
The flower-covered bed.
The warm smiles.
The countless memories that belonged to another age.
Another world.
Another life.
Then, the blue orb finally dissolved.
Countless fragments of light scattered throughout the vast spiritual sea before gradually disappearing into nothingness.
Silence remained afterward.
Feng Xia stood motionless.
For several moments she simply stared at the empty space where the orb had been.
The memories had ended. But the emotions remained. Everything had returned. The peaceful days of Azure Heaven Sect.
The sea kingdoms.
The western islands.
The wedding.
Zero.
Mo Wan.
Tennison.
The countless people she had forgotten after the apocalypse.
Thousands of years of memories had returned within only a few hours.
The amount of information alone should have overwhelmed her.
Yet somehow, the first thing she remembered most clearly was not a battle.
Not a war.
Not the apocalypse.
