Compared to the powerful force of Yandao True Monarch, the connection Jiuxiu constructed seemed fragile as a strand of hair.
And with a hair-thin bridge, the mountain gliding over it surely faced the constant risk of collapse.
Even Xie Ai, maintaining the channel while descending with force, paid a great price, unlike Ji Xingkong and Xuan South Duke who did it effortlessly.
If it weren't for the significant meaning of the Three-Life Orchid Seed, she would never have done this!
At this moment, within the fracturing space, she gazed shattered at Cha Yin, seeming as if she wanted to say something but eventually chose silence.
An entire space, as if a perfectly square piece of Liu Li glass.
Amidst were countless vibrant colors, all fragments of standards shattered.
Xie Ai's fragile beauty did indeed shatter.
Returning snow to the sky, cold back to winter.
Pushing people from this world back to the present.
