"You?"
Familiar features, a delicate, refined face.
A thousand years had passed in the flick of a finger, yet Qin Yan seemed not to have changed at all.
She was still as pure and beautiful as before, with the beauty to make fish sink and geese fall, and from head to toe she carried an aura of having drifted beyond the dust of the mortal world, as though the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden had dropped down into this mundane realm.
Not long after first arriving in Yutong, Lin Xuan had heard news related to Qin Yan.
It had been so inconceivable.
News that left one lost in clouds and fog, unable to tell how much of it could be believed.
Lin Xuan had originally remained in the Boundless Sea precisely to search for Qin Yan.
He had not expected the beauty's traces to vanish completely, and it was impossible for him to keep wasting time there forever.
So he could only go out to search for clues to the Asura Seven Treasures.
Through all sorts of chances and coincidences, because of that mysterious Treasure Map, he had come to the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
This place was more than a hundred and eight thousand li from the Boundless Sea, yet he had never expected to reunite with Qin Yan here.
In such a situation.
In such eerie circumstances.
Could it have been her who had ambushed him just now?
In that brief instant of staring at her, a thousand words and ten thousand phrases had already flashed through Lin Xuan's mind.
The scenes of learning arts in Floating Cloud Valley in the past were still extremely clear.
And what sort of origin did that mysterious Sound Transmission Talisman from Stream Leap Ravine have?
A thousand years had passed, things remained while