I couldn't tear my gaze away from the corpse of the infant, resisting with all my might, as if my entire being was caught in a whirlwind.
The woman who looked exactly like me took advantage of my weakness, stepping closer and closer to my safety zone.
She stretched out her delicate hand, her fingertips gently caressing my cheek, "I don't ask you to save his life, only to redeem his imprisoned Primordial Spirit. Please, have a little compassion."
"Then... where exactly is he imprisoned?" I initially believed that with my trust in Yu Longting, not a word the Nightmare Demon said could be trusted.
Yet, the question slipped out unconsciously, and I realized that the strange dreams of the past two nights had deepened the estrangement between Yu Longting and me.
The woman's body appeared behind me in the blink of an eye, and she bent down.
