She begged the heavens for pity. Her visit to the border was originally just to see a friend and check if they were home, intending to borrow some blood to cure the curse... Although it sounded a bit frivolous, that was truly all there was to it.
But look at what she encountered in just a few days at the border.
The Demon Monster King's plea for help, the anomaly of the highland volcano, the prophecy of the Nightmare, the warning from the Snow Woman, and now even traces of an injured Fantasy-Level White Snake—
Along with the exiled Water Mirror Crane, the poison fog-covered volcano, the White Snake's trail, and the Snake Scale injured by fire and dark elements, which bore chain marks.
The chaotic information swirled like a vortex in her mind, nearly causing her to lose her sense of direction.
"Granddaughter, this book is for you."
Suddenly, amidst the many flashing memories, her grandfather's indifferent face and slight gentle, aged voice appeared without any connection.
