Li Wuyang had a long, chaotic dream. In it, he was sometimes in the Primordial Mist, listening to the Sound of the Great Dao; sometimes struggling through the primordial wilderness, dealing with powerful figures from every side; and sometimes falling into endless chaos, torn apart by the forces of annihilation and devouring. Xuan's figure flickered between clear and blurred before finally turning into a speck of silver flame on the verge of going out...
"Xuan!" He jolted awake, his entire body wracked with pain and drenched in cold sweat.
What greeted his eyes was no longer the icy void of chaos, but a crude yet relatively stable stone chamber. It was built from some dark gray rock, with glowing moss embedded in the walls to provide faint light. He lay on a stone bed covered in soft animal hides.
"Where am I...?" Li Wuyang struggled to sit up, but the movement pulled at his injuries and made him grimace in pain. Examining himself internally, he found his condition utterly terrible: many of his meridians were severed, his golden core was covered in cracks, his blood and qi were badly depleted, and although the Annihilation Crystal was quiet, it sat between his brows like a time bomb. Without several months of rest and recovery, it would be difficult for him to heal.
Who had saved him? Before losing consciousness, he seemed to recall seeing a ripple in space...
Just then, the stone chamber door was pushed open, and a figure walked in.
Li Wuyang froze when he saw the newcomer.
She was a being with the appearance of a human girl, roughly speaking... but her skin was translucent pale blue, her ears were long and pointed, and her eyes were a pure silvery white without pupils. She wore simple clothing woven