The moment Qian Wanyu entered the Cold Pool, she was separated from everyone else.
"Bai Rou, Situ Hao, Li Yunan."
She called three times, but there was no one beside her.
She wandered around and discovered that she stood among towering peaks. Clouds floated before her eyes, close enough to touch. Holding the Water-Thunder Whip, she climbed to the highest summit and looked down on the multitude beneath the clouds, where a dense mass of people seemed no larger than ants.
"Qing Mo."
The barrier in her Soul Sea was gone, and he gave no response either. She tried to sense Little White Ball's location, only to discover that the last thread of their blood contract had been severed. Everything around her was a vast expanse of white, as though something were obscuring her vision. She remembered Qing Mo saying that the Three-Life Mirror showed three lives across three lifetimes. What appeared within it might be her present life, her next life, or perhaps her past and future. The Three-Life Mirror was elusive and ever-changing; no one could truly fathom it.
She was in a strange place. There was only a patch of land atop the summit, with cliffs of unknown depth below. White mist swirled around them, hiding the bottom completely. Gazing into the distance, she saw the entire layout of the Seven-Colored Continent, spread out like a map.
Beyond the Seven-Colored Continent lay an ocean, and across that ocean were several separate continents. Clearly, this world was far vaster than she had imagined.
Just as she marveled at how her horizons had expanded again, the white mist parted and light returned. She saw someone who looked almost exactly like her, who had climbed the mountain at some unknown point. The woman stood on the towering peak with her