The ten miles of peach blossoms blaze like fire, the scattered petals on the ground make this peach grove breathtakingly beautiful, unlike anything in the mortal realm!
Two black-clad figures watch nervously at the staggering figure struggling through the peach grove, wanting to step forward and assist, yet they dare not!
Clad in black, threads of gold shimmering, swirling like clouds...
Long hair, pale as snow, dancing in the wind...
Their wise and mighty Hall Master, their King, at this moment, his back looks so desolate, so desolate it makes their hearts ache along with him!
Watching Shi Wujue lean against a peach tree, collapsing powerlessly to the ground, the black robes spreading out amidst the scattered peach blossoms, the stark black and the fallen white hair, a striking white, the two black-clad individuals show a look of tension on their faces, their eyes full of hope...
