In the Heavenly Realm, morning mist enshrouded the vast, boundless mountains, and starlight-like radiance flowed among the branches and leaves of towering ancient trees. In this nameless primeval forest, every blade of grass and tree contained astonishing spiritual energy, and crystal-clear fruits hung from thick vines, emitting an alluring fragrance.
In a forest clearing, a blood-stained figure lay quietly, with disheveled black hair and a handsome face as pale as paper. The Jade Pendant at his waist flashed with a faint, continuous light, from which an anxious cry came:
"Young Master! Wake up!" Ling Zan's voice was filled with panic.
Chapter 315