As one teetered on the edge of life and death, on the verge of experiencing an eternal, everlasting sleep, the mind often unleashed all sorts of memorable scenes of one's past, unprecedented thoughts, and exposed several truths about oneself that were buried in one's heart throughout life.
Xiao Yanyue felt a coarse, burnt palm clutch at her neck, bringing with it an irresistible will, and she was subjected to this phenomenon. Slowly, her mind began to unleash scenes of her past, both happy and sorrowful. It began with…
SWORD HOWL!!
A white sword sliced through the air, cutting through space and time to reach an unprecedentedly mind-boggling speed! It sliced toward the two!