The Void was filled with swirling Blood Fog, within which a solitary figure stood.
Through the endless Blood Light, he saw another world within the Blood Sea.
That world was bathed in a cold luster. Among it was a woman, standing gracefully, her demeanor solemn with a hint of puzzlement on her face, as if contemplating something.
Her aura was clear and unparalleled, and her long, black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, bewitching in the cold light.
Her eyes sparkled, her skin like ice and her bones like jade, her curves smooth and her figure shapely—in every proportion, she reached an astounding level of perfection.
As if she had shed a layer of superficiality, she became lighter and more ethereal, as though washed by the Supreme Dao, returning to her past coldness and mystery.
The lonely figure watched the woman through the power of the Blood Sea until she seemed faintly aware of his presence, and only then did he silently withdraw that power of the Blood Sea.
