The future is unpredictable, still, one can only diligently cultivate oneself and wait silently.
But just as Jiang Wang gave up exploring, a faint sound emerged in the midst of the white mist.
It was like Haitang's spring sleep awakening, yet seemed like a person not knowing their great dreams.
Jiang Wang steadied the Five Mansions, grasped the Divine Skills, and faced it with solemnity.
As someone who has always researched the way of sound, he certainly recognized that this sound was the same source as the female voice he had heard during the Spirit Disaster in the Mirror World.
Yet within the Flying Snow Disaster, this voice was cold and emotionless. Within the Fuhai Disaster, when mentioning Fuhai, it was filled with hatred. Within the Asking Heart Disaster, it carried a sorrowful emotion... Until today, though just a meaningless gentle moan, it felt so real and vibrant.
It felt as if certain existence that had been asleep for a long time was waking up.
