Unable to make sense of it, Xu Chunniang simply ended her seclusion, took up her sword, and left the camp.
She intended to get some fresh air and calm her mind.
Not long after leaving the camp, Xu Chunniang discovered that someone was following her.
She pretended not to notice and allowed those lurking in the shadows to trail behind her.
Whenever she left the camp, several ill-intentioned "little tails" would always be hanging behind her.
In the end, none of them could escape death.
Once she was far from the camp, Xu Chunniang no longer had any reservations. Raising her sword, she slashed at a spot behind her.
A flash of white light passed by, and several bloodstained figures appeared in the void. They exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, and charged at Xu Chunniang.
Unfortunately, even combined, they were no match for her.
After neatly disposing of those little tails, Xu Chunniang's mind did not regain its calm. Instead, she became even more restless.
She frowned and looked around.
Thirty years had passed, yet this world remained a place where heaven and earth had lost their color, where sun and moon gave no light. The sky occasionally brightened with the faint glimmer of burning stars streaking past.
Reversed rivers and seas, erupting magma, and shattered voids could be seen everywhere.
Compared with thirty years ago, the heavens and earth of this realm had become even more chaotic and disorderly.
Who knew when it would completely fall apart.
At that thought, Xu Chunniang's brow furrowed even more deeply. She drifted near the void, intending to search for a way out.
Yet although she could easily kill the rebels and Outer Realm Heavenly Demons within the void, she could not dissolve the omnipresent power of time.
These forces of time filled