Water Moon Sword Palace.
Jiang Ning once again arrived at the hall where Xiao Qiushui had fallen.
At this moment.
Golden sunlight poured down from the sky overhead.
It enveloped the Goddess Statue in the center of the main hall.
Under the cover of the golden sunlight, the Goddess Statue inside the hall reflected a faint radiance, appearing exceptionally sacred.
Looking at the Goddess Statue transformed into gold before him, Jiang Ning could not help recalling the night Xiao Qiushui had fallen.
At that time, Xiao Qiushui had sat cross-legged on the prayer mat in a white dress. Moonlight had spilled down, and reflected against her Immortal Skin Jade Bone, she had looked like the Moon Palace Divine Maiden from Guanghan Palace.
The Goddess Statue behind her had become even more holy under the baptism of the moonlight.
But now.
Although Xiao Qiushui was gone, that Goddess Statue still gave him an extraordinary feeling.
His instincts told him that the Goddess Statue before him was no ordinary object.
After looking at it twice, he slowly withdrew his gaze.
At that very moment.
The Ice Coffin Woman suddenly surfaced in his mind.
His brows immediately furrowed.
He had tried to recall the Ice Coffin Woman's appearance, but found that no matter what he did, he could not remember it completely.
The clear face that had previously been imprinted in his mind had now become like flowers seen through mist.
He could never recall her features clearly.
This was far too strange for him.
He knew that he possessed Photographic Memory.
Photographic Memory did not merely mean being able to remember books and historical allusions after reading them once.
Everything seen by his eyes, everything within his sight, could be remembered at a glance.
Yet now, he had forgotten the Ice Coffin