This was an extremely broad river, where one couldn't see the other shore at a glance. The woman was suspended amidst the purple qi at the center, indistinctly visible, her face indeed bore some resemblance to Yangyang.
The young couple looked at each other in bewilderment, both scratching their heads.
After all, they were tracing causality, akin to watching a film; the other party was unaware of their presence, so the two simply approached closer to watch.
The woman floated in the river, sitting cross-legged with closed eyes, seemingly in meditation... She really resembled Yangyang. The difference lay in the vast aura around her, probably strong enough to outmatch several mentors of Yangyang.
Could it be reincarnation...
This kind of retrospective wouldn't contain extraneous plot details, and very soon, a streak of light whisked by.
