Collapse often came from within...
Bai Yujun had already done all she could, fighting with her life on the line. Not every Celestial Realm immortal dared challenge a True Immortal.
"Hiss! That hurts!"
Outside the Heavenly Gate, she propped up an ice crystal like a mirror.
Candlelight illuminated its surface, revealing a hazy layer of golden yellow. Bai Yujun carefully removed her armor, unbuttoned her white shirt, and slowly slipped it off her shoulders, exposing her snow-white fragrant shoulders. A little blood stained the white shirt. Grimacing with bared teeth, she turned her back to the mirror. Several wounds on her back had already scabbed over within the ice crystal's reflection.
Fine white dragon scales had emerged around the wounds.
"Hisss..."
She twisted her arms, tugging at the wounds until she sucked in cold breaths from the pain. Grabbing a handful of Healing Powder, she sprinkled it over her back. It really hurt!
After treating herself simply, she put her shirt back on and donned her armor once more. She had a feeling this turmoil would never end here. There were too many old loaches in the Immortal Realm; how could they so readily admit defeat and surrender?
The dying candle gave off a faint glow. Beneath the lamp, she carefully and earnestly wiped down her dragon spear, as though preparing herself before going to war.
Suddenly, something stirred within her...
She took out the North Heavenly Gate Guardian Seal. Its luster had dimmed.
She sighed.
Too many factors had made upheaval unavoidable. It was difficult to stop the descent of chaotic times.
Bai Yujun felt they had simply had enough peaceful days and wanted a taste of the misery of being cast adrift. The saying that heroes emerged in droves whenever chaotic times came was false. There might be