The woman's thoughts sank deeper and deeper into the past, on the verge of drowning in it.
Just then, a uniquely shaped suit of living armor suddenly appeared in her field of vision, forcibly pulling her runaway thoughts back.
More precisely, the armor had actually been in her sight all along, but its presence had been so faint that Xu Xiao had failed to notice it.
"So familiar..."
A sacred radiance resurfaced in the woman's dim eyes.
Throughout the entire process, there had been no exchange of spiritual power, much less any verbal communication.
Xu Xiao merely felt the living armor glance at her from afar before charging resolutely toward the miserable green mass at the center of her vision!
Without the slightest hesitation, the only emotion it conveyed was determination.
"No, don't..."
Sorrow welled up in Xu Xiao's eyes, moistening her sockets along with the tears spilling out.
Yet the tears never fell.
Because before long, the woman's attention was uncontrollably drawn to another presence that had suddenly appeared.
It was a lifelike Dragon Head Golden Mask.
It did not exist within that terrifying scene from the past, but had appeared abruptly within the God Realm, now blanketed in darkness.
The instant Xu Xiao noticed the golden mask, it was as if everything else had lost its original colors and become a gray-white backdrop.
Only that mask continued to shine brilliantly.
"This... also feels familiar?"
Xu Xiao furrowed her brows, trying hard to find an answer in her memories.
But unfortunately, her shattered memories offered no useful response.
The only thing the woman gained was that, as she searched through her memories, the fearful atmosphere filling her surroundings gradually faded.
Though it had not vanished completely, its effect on her mind was already far weaker than it had been