Rain hung like a woven curtain, draping the world in layers of delicate water veils.
A sacred mountain lay hidden in milky-white mist.
Dim light seeped from the green stone, while ancient pines leaned out over the clouds.
A man in green robes stood in the rain, gazing at the mountains and waters with a heartfelt smile.
Moss crept over the stone steps beneath his feet.
Thunder rumbled now and then across the sky. Half of an ancient temple appeared atop the peak, as though Buddhist chants drifted down with the rain.
"What a beautiful human world."
Zhao Zhugui spoke, breathing in the cool air. It seemed that every moment of his life was precious beyond measure.
He dared not waste his precious time on anything else.
"Zhao Zhugui, you really are..."
Within his Consciousness World, the Empress Ji, dressed in a phoenix gown, shook her head slightly and followed Zhao Zhugui's gaze toward the ancient temple atop the mountain.
The Empress Ji was in turmoil, wishing she could hurry to the temple at once.
But Zhao Zhugui controlled this body. Though helpless, she had grown used to it.
Still, during this time traveling through the Human World with Zhao Zhugui, the Empress Ji had felt a growing urgency, yet also discovered that the landscapes of the Human World she had once overlooked were so beautiful.
Perhaps the powerful being who had created Zhao Zhugui had given him the finest of missions.
As Zhao Zhugui had said, admiring the Human World was a beautiful thing in itself.
Since he knew he was only a tool, he should make the most of every second and take a good look at this world.
His existence was not meant to prove to the world that he had once been here.
Rather, he was