This is a high-stakes gamble, and Fisher's life is at stake.
Upon hearing Master Tao's voice behind him, Fisher almost blacked out, but he dared not turn around. He continued to run desperately towards the edge of the Ocean, hoping to escape.
Even if... only one person manages to escape.
That's what Fisher thought.
But soon, he would realize that he had underestimated the Mythical Species and the existence of the Nineteen Ranks.
"Ding ding ding~"
From the sky, a crisp earring chime, seemingly from the Sun, suddenly rang out. Immediately, everywhere Fisher could see, walls, buildings, and the ground were suddenly covered with endless peach blossoms.
The sprawling, deadly pink seemed to enshroud the entire world, as if trying to replace everything completely.
Objects are peach blossoms, life is peach blossoms; space is peach blossoms, time is peach blossoms...
Everything is peach blossoms, and peach blossoms are everything.
