In the Eternal River Sect, chaos had taken over.
Disciples and elders ran in all directions as a column of light broke through the roof of the sect leader's palace, vaporizing tiles and pillars before piercing the clouds above.
No one dared approach. Not even the most powerful elders, who were now flying in the opposite direction.
In the center of this palace, a woman was on her knees, her beautiful blue eyes burning with pain.
She raised a hand to her face, observing the pale disfigured skin for a brief moment before bringing it to her chest, feeling her heart.
"Just a few more years... Is that too much to ask?" She looked up at the black, thunderous sky, her sweet, symphonic voice discordant with her body's current appearance.
She had failed in her goal. She wanted to stay, she wanted to fight more, she wanted to search more. But her time was up.
Being there was against the will of heaven, she knew that, she had always known that.
