Lonely peak, standing at the edge of the cliff, Zhouyang stood with hands behind his back.
His eyes gazed into the distance, as if through the countless mountains and rivers, he could still see the extraordinary beauty of his beloved.
It has been three years since the Kunxu Realm opened, and he has returned to the "Spirit Realm," currently situated on an unnamed mountain peak in the Westernmost Cultivation Realm.
But his gaze remained fixed on the distance, reminiscing about the last few months within the Kunxu Realm.
After leaving "Holy Infant Valley," he spent the remaining days with Jiang Fengxian in a temporary cave residence.
Those were beautiful times, the kind of beautiful times worth savouring for a lifetime.
Looking back at those few months of bliss, Zhouyang raised his palm to his nose, as if he could still smell the lingering fragrance of his beloved.
Regrettably, the beloved had already gone far away, and this lingering scent would soon fade.
