BOOM—
BOOM—
The bolts of the Heavenly Tribulation struck one after another. Mu Yuan stubbornly endured each one, refusing to yield even when she was charred black.
Watching that steadfast figure, the smile on Song Wanning's lips deepened.
'Father and Mother are both exceptionally talented. This life, unburdened by their own troubles, they will surely be able to forge their own paths.'
'The Song Family's rise is just one part of it. I'm more hopeful that our family can reunite in the Spirit Realm, or even the Immortal Realm...'
Bold ideas flashed through her mind. In the blink of an eye, Mu Yuan had completed her tribulation. All her strength left her, and she collapsed to the ground.
Soon, a multicolored light appeared, mending her battered body. She looked even more radiant than before.
Mu Yuan was stunningly beautiful, but compared to Song Wanning, she appeared much more reserved and gentle.
