The bronze door slammed shut, and the First Saintess’s sigh seeped through the crack: “One day, you will understand... Chaos is eternal.” Chu Yun’s heart suddenly lurched. A pulsing Bronze Heart emerged from the patterns on the door, resonating with the jade-green sapling on the other side.
“Ye Li...”
He cast one last glance at the void where the ice crystals had vanished, then sank to the bottom of the Guixu Sea. The Bronze Heart beat within his chest, and every pulse lit up the ancient runes on the seabed, as if a storm capable of overturning dimensions were gathering.
