"Wait for me."
The voice rang out from every direction at once.
It was male and female, young and old.
Countless overlapping tones mingled together, forming a proclamation that sounded inhuman.
There was no hint of life in that voice, only dead silence.
"Soon... soon... I'll come find you."
Lin An wanted to retreat.
But his body was completely out of his control.
It was as if an invisible hand were wrenching his soul from his body.
His consciousness was slipping away.
His vision blurred.
The void before him began to warp.
A figure slowly took shape.
Black robes like ink shrouded her from head to toe.
Beneath the hood was a face.
Exquisite beyond compare, and icy cold.
Her skin was so pale it was almost translucent.
It was a beauty utterly unlike Gu Yue.
Gu Yue was a newly blossomed winter plum, cold and captivating, yet full of life.
But this woman before him was like an ink lotus silently blooming in a dark room.
So beautiful it took his breath away.
Yet utterly without warmth.
What terrified Lin An most was her hair.
Long, rainbow-colored hair.
The same color as his Rainbow Dragon Martial Soul.
It spilled from beneath her hood and fell all the way to her ankles.
Yet in frozen time, it flowed slowly like a living thing.
Like a captive aurora.
She gazed at Lin An, entranced.
Her illusory fingers rose and traced the contours of his face over and over.
Her touch was as gentle as if she were caressing a precious treasure she had lost and found again.
Then Lin An saw her eyes.
Stars were reflected in them.
The void was reflected in them.
The endless river of time was reflected in them.
It was as if the universe itself were