In the middle of a great mountain range, a shadow could be seen traveling at high speed, it seemed only a blur as it passed through the places.
After some time, the blur finally stopped in the middle of the sky, the image that appeared was of a young man with a common appearance and was wearing ordinary clothes, that person was Liu Yang.
After leaving the Xiao clan, Liu Yang went to the Sixth World, where he stood was a large deep lake surrounded by mountains. By the time Liu Yang arrived, a light came out of his body and taking the form of a beautiful, mature woman, she was Xillia Wolf.
When Xillia Wolf looked at the spot below her, she let out a few tears, for this place was where the battle between her pursuers happened more than two hundred years ago. Liu Yang let Xillia Wolf squeeze his hand tightly without making a sound, for this was her moment.