Yanxiao still remembered the night that little girl was born. She wasn't afraid of him, she didn't cry when she saw him.
For tens of thousands of years, he had guarded the dynasty that ruled the Eternal River Sect, the heirs of the sect's founder and Yanxiao's best friend.
A position that was soon taken by that girl.
For 3,000 years, they had been best friends, until, on that day, she changed.
She was no longer the best friend Yanxiao once had.
His eyes were filled with fury, fury enough to completely blind him from reason, fury that fell upon Qingyi.
The handsome young man resisted, his knees trembling but not giving way, unlike the ground beneath his feet, which soon swallowed up his calf.
Even so, he didn't give in, a drop of blood dripping from his clenched fists as his fingernails sank into the palm of his hand.
"I had no contact with the sect leader, I was born and raised in the outer region and never received any outside help for my cultivation!"
