The wind in the Revered Ancient mainland carried a familiar humidity. It came from the depths of the Sea of Endlessness, and from the mutagen that filled heaven and earth. It was very different from the Fifth Star Ring.0

Upon sensing it, Xu Qing opened his mouth to speak. And yet, even though his lips quivered, no words came out. Everything around him seemed somewhat blurry. Perhaps it was the distortions caused by mutagen, or maybe just the general influence of the gods.2

The only thing that seemed clear... was the decrepit old woman in black clothing standing next to him. The wrinkles on her face seemed like ravines etched by time, hewn out by wind and rain and fate.0

Of course, he remembered that little butterfly. Back then, she had been a young woman. There had been tension between the two of them, until... she took him to the Summer Immortal Palace for the first time. That was when he had met the old palace lord, who was, of course, human.[1]0

Despite all those memories existing in his head, Xu Qing felt like they weren’t completely real.0

“Master once said,” the old woman continued, “that people who have not experienced excruciating pain can never understand such a feeling. It’s like... they can’t...4