A figure flashed.
In the broad tunnel underground, Ye Yun's figure emerged.
In this tunnel, many people lay haphazardly, all unconscious; none had woken up.
Ye Yun stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the black entrance, a wistful expression in his eyes.
Over 60,000 years ago, Yun Xiao, that little girl, had personally sealed the entrance to the Sumeru Dark Realm.
More than 60,000 years later, this entrance would be sealed again by him, Ye Yun.
Every bite, every sip, seems predetermined. Every cause has its effect.
