"Who? Who's speaking?"
"Who are you?"
The man in the red robe was quite startled upon suddenly seeing the illusory silhouette emanating a holy radiance across from him. His ugly face betrayed immense shock. He could never have imagined that a Divine Sense was hidden within the mind of this weak female cultivator.
Only an expert who had reached the Life and Death Realm could possess such a formidable Divine Sense.
"You... you..."
Her half-beautiful face turned towards the handsome white figure bathed in holy light. Her eyes reddened and welled with tears, her voice trembling.
Wasn't this the Ye Yun that she, Qin Yao, had been searching for tens of thousands of years?
「One hundred thousand years ago.」
They were deeply in love, inseparable like a pair of birds flying wing to wing, akin to a celestial couple.
"Qin Yao, it's been 100,000 years. Who would have thought... we would have another chance to meet..." Ye Yun said calmly.
