As death qi continued its relentless assault, Xu Chunniang's soul was severely damaged, and her consciousness grew increasingly muddled.
Yet at the very instant her soul was about to perish, she instinctively activated her soul art and pushed it to its utmost limit.
Driven by the soul art, the soul runes within her soul gradually lit up like lamps in the darkness.
They connected in pairs, linking together into a strange pattern that temporarily blocked the invasion of death qi.
It was at that moment that Xu Chunniang regained a brief moment of clarity.
This death qi was truly formidable. It would repeatedly reenact the sorrow and regrets buried deep within her memories, silently dismantling one's will to live until one willingly walked toward death!
Having realized this, Xu Chunniang suddenly erupted with an intense desire to survive.
When she was young, she truly had not been likable. But so what?
She did not exist for others' approval; she lived for herself.
In her youth, she had repeatedly made mistakes in the sect.
But no one was a sage—who could be without fault? She had recognized her mistakes and done her utmost to make amends. Why cling to matters that had long since passed?
As for being accidentally teleported to the overseas cultivation world after reaching Foundation Establishment, as well as the life-and-death crisis the sect later encountered, those were even less things she had been able to control at the time.
Being born mortal was not her fault. Since she had set foot on the path of cultivation, she had to give it her all and walk that road farther and broader!
At the end of death lay rebirth.
The sect elders who had cared for her, the close friends by her side, and her blood relatives had all