Tu Yuan woke from a trance, her clothes soaked through, her blue-black hair sticking to her pale skin and jade neck, leaving her as if she had been submerged in water.
Her muscles ached, her bones felt tired, and pain seeped from every part of her body. This familiar feeling was shockingly similar to...
"Heavenly Tribulation!"
Tu Yuan muttered, shaking her heavy head, forcing her weary body to sit up in frustration before she manages to calm her mind.
Black mist seeped out, filling the room with demonic aura.
Behind Tu Yuan, dense black mist transformed into a dark cloud, dots of red light bursting forth, resembling eyes, chaotically covering an indistinct face.
Tu Yuan, whose mind was still in a haze, remained oblivious to this strange sight. She was still lost in her confusion, only aware that she had forgotten something of great importance.