Unexpectedly, I myself was even more of a Blood World Pearl than the Body of Decay. When I reached the Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe, the sacred mountain exploded, and when I arrived at the Time Realm Rift, it almost got destroyed as well.
I originally intended to take up the banner of Jiang Buyi and restore the former glory of the Jiang Clan, but the Jiang Clan is no more.
Though I have yet to fight, I've faced repeated defeats, and now Jiang Nayi is also willing yet powerless.
Is it fate to fall where you've fallen before?
The towers of the past were buried in mist and rain. Suddenly looking back, I realize I've been left alone, with no companions around.
The cold wind carries a few strands of gray hair scattered by the temples. Jiang Nayi halts, finding it hard to move, his heart aged, shedding silent tears.
"Old friends wither away like leaves falling from a tree..."
Reflecting on this life...
Forget it, there's not much worth reflecting on.
