The tens of thousands of universes have merged. The disintegration of Spiritual Force led to the momentous collapse of the great Cultivation World, a mighty era that had endured through millions of years of history. In the wake of the large-scale invasion of the Wilderness, the Avalon of Five Elements has become the practitioners’ last stand. After a thousand years, a lowly youth, who hailed from the Old Territory, toiled as a laborer for three years in the depths of the Wilderness. He then became an exception and obtained the opportunity to enter the Avalon Of Five Elements for further studies. Bearing beast-like fighting capabilities and driven by the desire to take control of his life, the youth strived for greater strength and power. Little did he know that he would set off a majestic upheaval.
Shi Xueman stared blankly at the hand on her spear, recognizing it as Ai Hui’s.
Her mind blanked in that instant. Why? Why was it him?
The hand that grasped the spear shook, generating an intense force that released Shi Xueman’s grip from the spear and sent her flying. Why was he saving her?
No!
Tears fell down her cheeks uncontrollably while she screamed inside.
The red tendrils of blood were like vines that could not stop growing. They continuously coiled around Ai Hui, as if they were trying to swallow him whole.
All she could see was the side of his face. That thin, humble face betrayed no signs of emotion as the blood tendrils proceeded to devour him. He had not even taken one last look at her.
Shi Xueman collapsed on the ground, but immediately picked herself up in a bid to rush to Ai Hui’s side.
A familiar voice resounded through the cavern, causing her to freeze in place.
"Looks like I’ve accidentally saved you again. Remember to record it on your tab."