Sunlight cascaded over Bujian Peak.
In front of the ancestral tombstone, where flames still licked upward, the scorching wind carried the heat of the fire, whistling slightly and spreading in a hazy haze.
Su Bei stood with his hands behind his back, lowering his head and narrowing his eyes. Beneath the canopy of vermilion clouds, brushing his dark hair behind him, he looked ethereal and immortal.
Chapter 36