But constrained by the shackles of the Material Plane's Laws of the World, the Supreme Elves Bloodline slumbering within her had been sealed layer upon layer and utterly suppressed. Her supreme talent and Asura Origin had never been able to awaken.
Then chaos erupted in Gorba Prison, the seals shattered, and the prisoners escaped.
Countless ancient prisoners who had lain dormant for untold ages broke free of their restraints. A host of veteran peak experts ravaged the Yulan Plane, the flames of war spread, and catastrophe descended.
The once-prosperous Yulan Empire, which had stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, collapsed beneath the wanton destruction and law-powered assaults of the greatest experts.
Every city was destroyed, a thousand miles of land lay scorched, the people were displaced, and the ancestral temples were burned to ashes. A civilization passed down for thousands of years was destroyed in a single day.
This overwhelming catastrophe that swept across the entire plane severed Kailin's last ties to the Yulan Continent and destroyed the last place she could call home.
Her homeland had fallen, her country was gone, and those she had known were scattered. Nothing remained in the entire Yulan Plane for her to cherish.
It was at the very moment her homeland fell completely that the power of destiny hidden deep within her bloodline, dormant for ten thousand years, quietly awakened.
It was the undying obsession the First-Generation Elves Asura had left within his bloodline, the call to return home engraved into the very origin of the Elves Race of the Life God Realm.
An unseen, supreme pull drove her against the great currents that had swept through the heavens across the ages.
She abandoned all her companions in the Yulan Plane and the supreme opportunities scattered throughout the Hell Plane, crossed between