Hadn't it run away too? Yu Ci scratched his head and rose to his feet. Beside him, Tie Lan's crimson eyes flickered, then went dark again.
At this moment, the projection of the True Sun Fire had completely vanished in accordance with the cycle of sunrise and moonset, leaving the garden steeped in darkness. Yu Ci wandered idly through it. The garden's scenery had long since been ravaged by Heavy Artifact Sect's thrown-spear artifacts, reduced to a scorched wasteland. Worse still, space throughout this burned ground was warped. The farther out one went, the more severe the distortion became, the larger the tears grew, shredding the garden's space into fragments.
The obvious spots were one thing. What truly killed were the tiny fissures hidden behind trees, bricks, and stones. At night, they showed no sign on the surface. If one carelessly collided with one, the twisted power of space might gouge away flesh, or even grind limbs to pieces and claim one's life.
After one careless mistake had shredded the corner of his sleeve, Yu Ci no longer dared act rashly. He glanced farther away and prepared to turn back. Yet by chance, with that very glance, he saw Incense Slave walking past on the other side of the garden. Her dark robe nearly blended entirely into the night, and he had almost missed her.
He had wanted to greet her, but then decided there was no point and simply let her go. Still, he found it strange. At a time like this, what was a female cultivator planning by coming to such a dangerous place?
From the first time they met, Yu Ci had felt something indescribable about this mysterious female cultivator. The more contact they had, the stronger that feeling became. Though he had once seen her appearance