"Where is this?" Meng He jolted awake from her unconsciousness.
She only felt pitch-black darkness before her eyes, as if she had been buried deep within some special place.
Struggling slightly, she sensed that her own power had not diminished; instead, for some unknown reason, it had grown somewhat stronger.
Meng He broke free from her restraints, pushed aside the covering soil, and saw her own tombstone.
It was a bronze mirror.
Watching this bronze mirror slowly fading away, Meng He finally reacted somewhat, remembering what had happened previously—after arriving on the mainland, she had ventured out to acquire resources, and then stumbled into a dangerous place.
As a Golden Breed of minor noble birth, with a stat value of just over a hundred, and unable to raise that value by the slightest bit through self-cultivation, this was already her limit.
Due to a lack of guidance, she had used her stats far too haphazardly, so messy that becoming a Golden Breed was purely a matter of good luck.
That was why, after settling her family affairs, she had chosen to take such a desperate risk.
In the Land of Slumber, she sensed signs that her chaotic stats were beginning to be transformed, so she crossed the first ring and entered the second.
The effect of the second ring was passable, but it failed to thoroughly purify her stats, so she chose to enter the third ring.
She had assumed that even if the returning power grew stronger in the third ring, her willpower could withstand it, and as long as the final transformation was completed, her future potential would be unlocked.
She simply had not expected that upon entering the third ring, she would instantly fall unconscious into a deep slumber, and even her tombstone would generate itself automatically.