Lin Dong stepped into the mysterious cave, where the cold air was biting, and the light could barely outline the surroundings.
His heartbeat gradually accelerated with each step, until he saw that unusual figure—Yun Ruoxian.
The youngest Heavenly Realm Martial Artist of the Yun Family, renowned even within the Alliance of Heavenly Realm, now lay helplessly on the cold stone ground, her legs twisted unnaturally, evidently severely injured.
Her eyes had lost their usual sharpness and confidence, replaced by an indescribable fragility and helplessness. Those hands that could once control the clouds and rain now gently rested beside her, pale and powerless.
Lin Dong's heart tightened suddenly. He quickly stepped forward, squatting down, his voice full of concern: "What happened? How did you get injured?"
