The vast plains were desolate and withered, crisscrossed by one gash after another. In the distance, mountains lay shattered and collapsed, while lava plateaus formed from congealed magma blanketed huge stretches of the plain. It was hard to imagine how fierce a battle had been required to forcibly reshape the land into such a scene.
Drawing back her sweeping gaze, He Xi looked toward the mountain of flesh in the wilderness. This Giant Triangular Body had once looked down on both angels and the God River, loudly declaring angels to be lower life-forms. Now, however, it lay belly-up like a dead fish. Though faint signs of life remained, its chances of survival were slim. None of its former arrogance remained.
He Xi, whoever hurt you, I'll make him pay!
That sentence echoed in her mind once more, yet in this moment, it stirred an entirely different feeling within He Xi.
At last, her gaze settled on the bloodied figure sitting cross-legged not far from the mountain of flesh.
Through his badly damaged armor, she could see that the exposed skin was covered in wounds and gashes. Though they had been treated and were no longer bleeding, his miserable, battered state still made He Xi's heart twist with pain.
A complicated expression of gratitude, grievance, and anger flashed across her lovely face. The person who had haunted her dreams stood right before her. He Xi simply stared at him, feeling lost and afraid—afraid that he would disappear again...
He was looking at her as well, as though he had known all along that she would come...
There was a reason Hua Zhen had not chosen to leave immediately after receiving Tiangong Cloud Group's alert. Of course, it was not to play up his misery before He Xi and win her sympathy