She could feel the biting cold. This cold came from her meridians, spreading throughout her body, finally turning into crystalline ice as it continued to spread.
She felt that she was about to die. The natural Yin meridians from her body produced frost Yin Qi which would eventually devour her body.
So, I never woke up…
To travel the world hand in hand with him, having the same ages as the moons and suns, all of them was just an illusion formed at the end of my life, just before I died…
Including the Great Empress mystic realm, it was also a dream…
It could even be possible that approaching the time of my death itself was a dream?
Then will I “wake” up from that dream? After I “wake” up, will it still be a dream?
When is it a dream, and when is it reality?
Will the layers of dreams in a dream continue on all the way… Will I be lost inside them, forever unable to wake up?
The crystalline ice gradually covered Lin Xintong’s body. The beauty from it made it hard for anyone to wish to desecrate it, but at the same time, it had an eerie sense of silence.
This silence was completely out of place from the surrounding lush and vibrant forest…