Bearing The Consequences Of His Own Doings

Cold sweat slowly broke out from his forehead and traced the skin of his soft, supple cheeks all the way down to his jaw. He did not care to wipe the droplets away. He sat quietly in the woods, conveying a sense of desolation.

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In a faraway land of another world, there was a high mountain. There was a huge, snowy white stone with a smooth and clear surface. Within sight, there was a landscape of hills and waters. There were some people there, too.

Shen Jiuli and Ning Xuemo stood before the stone and watched everything that happened on the other side of the world. There was no audio for them, so it was just like a silent movie. They found out the function of the stone by accident. With a few drops of their blood and some specific spells, they could see what their closest relation was doing.