For Song Lingxue, who had already glimpsed part of the truth, all she could do now was to keep moving forward.
The fate that the Martial Ancestor foretold for her was indeed not wrong.
Apart from the conclusion of the Martial Hall, she had also seen her own demise.
For that day, she had been prepared for a long time.
As Song Lingxue gathered her thoughts, a surge of intense blood light flooded her vision; the towering blood qi illuminated the cosmic expanse, staining more than half of the universe red.
A change stirred within her body, and she sharply perceived the invisible fluctuations of Heavenly Fate, with the Martial Arts Heavenly Fortune constantly agitating.
This heralded the birth of another in the Ancestral Realm, which, if no accident occurred, should be Wan Wenfeng.
She was intrigued by the great gift Wan Wenfeng mentioned earlier, as it might be of some use to Chu Zheng.
