"It's almost time," Wei Wuyin stood ramrod straight atop a luminescent comet emitting a distinct icy chill as it soared across the Dark Void. The demeanor of a mortal sovereign exuded from every pore, overlooking his expansive domain, and ruling with total dominion of time and space. Beside him were the beautiful and heavenly Ming Shufeng and the calm, dignified middle-aged-looking Han Hyo-joo.
The former had thoughts of the past. Just a several decades later, the silver-eyed youth that shouted manically that day had overturned the heavens and obtained peerless supremacy throughout his lands.
The latter had thoughts of the future. She didn't try to conceive of a way to escape or hide away. Given Wei Wuyin's current influence and means that shook her very soul, she knew that doing so would only worsen her circumstances. Instead, the scene of Wei Wuyin casually 'purchasing' her for a Mystic-World alchemical product kept repeating in her mind.