She rubbed her eyes hard and opened them again.
The frozen statues were still there. Was this still a rewind image? She clearly had not expended anything drastic, so why had she been sent back?
She reached out and waved her hand. It passed through the statue without resistance and caused no damage whatsoever, yet the blizzard was still real. Reality and the image overlapped—bizarre and utterly inexplicable.
She recalled everything that had happened after climbing the mountain, and suddenly understood.
"I know..."
The energy field of Sky Pillar Mountain in the Kunlun Ruins was extraordinary.
Moreover, the Golden Divine Dragon had used its body to complete the divine mountain before resting here. Back then, the black dragon in the far north had left behind the Dragon Tomb. Only after Bai Yujun followed the Fate Line, retrieved the relics, and accepted its teachings had it been willing to return to heaven and earth forever. The golden dragon of the Kunlun Ruins must have retained some awareness.
Most likely, the golden dragon's remaining consciousness had activated this rewind image. What was it trying to convey?
The wind and snow seemed to weaken somewhat.
Bai Yujun frowned at the ice plain ahead.
"Why are there so many Ancient Deities? They came in droves to trespass into the Kunlun Secret Realm. Are they tired of living?"
As she walked forward, she could see figure after figure in the vast white expanse heading in one direction. Some roared, some trembled in terror, carrying ancient primitive weapons and dressed in styles utterly unlike those of the present day.
Their forms were grotesque and varied—half-human, half-beast; towering as mountain ranges; tiny as mere inches; some so strange that their species could not be identified at all.
It was like a gathering of mutated creatures after nuclear