C1031 Destruction of the True Spiritual Martial Force

The sun set in the west, and it was already dusk …

The scarlet radiance sprinkled onto the mountain range, intoxicating. The Cyan Bird on the tree softly cried out, letting out a crisp sound.

A white-robed woman with long silver hair was floating in the air. She was leading a short and exquisite child as they strolled through the forest. The two of them were rarely seen in the world