Luo Li's eyes were brimming with tears, choking with sobs.
As the 298th generation Sect Master of the Dragon God Sect, she truly understood the endless suffering of being relentlessly hunted.
Back then, her master took the three of them, his disciples, fleeing from place to place to avoid pursuit, living a very difficult life.
In the end, the master died.
Only three weak young monks remained, continuing to evade pursuit.
Struggling to survive in the cracks, constantly facing the danger of being killed, that feeling was despairing.
After entering the rear mountains of the Dragon God Sect and burying her master's ashes, Luo Li had planned to disband the Dragon God Sect.
From then on, she would conceal her identity and never appear in this world again.
Thankfully, the ancestor was resurrected, saving her from the depths of fire and water.
"Rise, Luo Li."
Ye Yun took a deep breath, calming his emotions slightly, personally helping Luo Li up.
