However, Feng Yueya was not in the sky.
At this moment, she was on the ethereal Divine Sword Island.
The Divine Sword Peak on Divine Sword Island rises a hundred feet tall, standing like a divine sword by the sea, with waves surging beneath and mist lingering.
On the smooth, steep mountainside, a woman's wrists and ankles were shackled by golden halos, rendering her immobile.
Her white clothes were long soaked through, clinging to her body, revealing her gaunt figure.
Her face was pale, a few strands of wet hair stuck to it, making her look no different from a ghost.
"Boom——" The waves roared, crashing onto the mountainside, submerging her body.
When the seawater receded, her figure reappeared once more.
After several washes by the sea, the bloodstains at the corner of her mouth and on her clothes were no longer visible.
But she knew, this was only temporary.
It had been four days now, she had been trapped here for four days...
