Buzz!
As a faint glow lit up once more, that familiar, terrifying suction surged onto Xiao Yan's palm again.
Under that dreadful pull, Xiao Yan did not resist too fiercely. He allowed the terrifying force to draw his entire body inside.
After passing through the surging power of space, the scene outside the Ancient Tomb finally appeared before him once more.
Moonlight splashed across the river of stars. The Small Mountain Valley, usually shrouded in mist, was unusually free tonight of the barrier that blocked out the night sky.
A full moon hung high overhead like a brilliant pearl, surrounded by countless glittering stars.
It was as though a bright jade and countless crystal diamonds had been set into a veil of mysterious black gauze, making the night exceptionally enchanting.
Xiao Yi Xian hugged her knees and sat quietly in the cave. Her beautiful eyes gazed listlessly at the mysterious, beautiful night sky before she finally leaned gently against Little Blue's feathers.
"Little Blue, what kind of person do you think that guy really is?"
As she recalled everything Xiao Yan had done, Xiao Yi Xian still felt as though it were all a dream.
The young master of the Xiao Family in Wu Tan City, an unparalleled genius of the Jia Ma Empire, had somehow sought her out and said so many inexplicable things.
That alone would have been enough, but the methods Xiao Yan displayed afterward felt even more fantastical to her.
How could a thirteen-year-old boy possess such terrifying, almost miraculous abilities?
And he even knew about the Woeful Poison Body and claimed he had a way to cure it.
Everything left Xiao Yi Xian somewhat bewildered. Yet what confused her most was that strange, peculiar feeling—as if she truly shared a connection with that man spanning