In the sky, Feng Yueya suggested, "Yuan, let's go to the North Imperial City now. Master might be there."
Although Yun Shangyuan's body had become very transparent, his extraordinary demeanor remained unchanged.
He nodded slightly, then fell into deep thought before asking, "Yue Yaya, I have some questions for you."
Feng Yueya knew what Yun Shangyuan wanted to ask her and nodded.
"Ask away."
Yun Shangyuan looked at her quietly, pondered for a while, and after a long pause, he said, "After you were injured and fell into a coma, did you notice any changes in your own body?"
Feng Yueya was slightly stunned as she recalled and narrated her experience.
She remembered that after passing out, her consciousness sank into an endless darkness, drifting on and on.
Soon, a scene suddenly appeared before her.
A woman in white stood in the vast expanse of snow, holding a sword in her hand—the Black Iron Sword.
