Mountain breeze gently stirred, and cherry blossom petals fell silently. Yan Luoluo leaned casually against a blue stone, twirling a strand of hair around her fingertip, while her gaze remained fixed on Wúchén's profile. When the young man concentrated on painting, his brows would furrow slightly of their own accord, his eyelashes casting fine shadows in the setting sun, and even his breathing slowed—this appearance overlapping yet separating from that memory of the figure wielding a sword like a rainbow in the Divine Realm.
Truly... like a completely different person.
Without a single change in her expression, she formed a hand seal, and an invisible barrier unfolded around them, sealing off the chirping of insects and birds. Yet just as her thoughts drifted afar, the barrier suddenly suffered a violent tremor—someone was breaking through by force!
Chapter 78