Yunhai Dao Prefecture.
Following Chen Yan's orders, Zhuohe Wumeng, who was guarding Yunhai Dao Prefecture, heard the same low, murmuring voice.
Her brows furrowed, but she made no move.
Because she wasn't included in the summons.
The next moment.
A figure in a green robe suddenly appeared.
Zhuohe Wumeng looked at him calmly. The green-robed man had an ordinary face, yet carried an unfathomable depth.
Zhuohe Wumeng looked at Chen Yuan.
She stood in the shadows, her black skirt trailing on the ground.
A flash of sorrow she could not hide, understood by no one, crossed her eyes.
She was Chen Yuan's wife, and his Dao companion.
She had followed Chen Yuan ever since he was twenty.
She had once enjoyed the supreme glory he had brought her.
Once, she had always dreamed that Chen Yuan could give her everything.
Lord Xia was imposing, and Xia Zhiyang was extraordinary.
But in her heart, Chen Yuan was destined to surpass them both.
But then came that day, two thousand years ago.
After Chen Yuan assumed the position of Lord Chen and received the Blood Brand's recognition,
Chen Yuan had comprehended the Dao atop a snowy mountain for three years.
When Chen Yuan descended the mountain, everything had changed.
She had waited for Chen Yuan in vain, only to hear him say with his own lips that he had seen an endless evil.
After that,
Chen Yuan no longer loved her.
Chen Yuan seemed to have become another person. He wore a different face for everyone.
She watched as Chen Yuan grew ever closer to the Ancient God Beasts.
Until one day, Chen Yuan took her to find Zhuohe Wumeng.
At the time, Zhuohe Wumeng was in the midst of ascending to the Ninth Order.
That battle erupted in the depths of