East Continent, Da Du District.
The night on the river bank was as tranquil as ever.
The woman in red and white ritual attire was holding a sweet potato, eating it little by little.
This was the most delicious food she had had in a while.
Perhaps because she was about to "dissipate," the last meal always tasted the best… Chu Ling silently thought to herself.
So, she needed to eat slower, even slower.
The two strolled on the riverside, quietly walking along the bank, until Chu Ling found an old yet clean wooden bench and sat down. They snuggled together and watched the lights in the river world, one by one, going out.
Thousands of words lay in the silence.
Gu Shen felt the slight trembling of the woman in his arms.
It was like a cat fluffing up its fur.
That was actually the flow and dispersion of the Extraordinary Essence...
The "Prayer Technique" of Divine Temple Mountain had reached its limit.
The life of Chu Ling's body was about to burn out.
