My Junior Sister Is the Great Shaman of the Li Tribe

After losing my memories, I had nothing but snow-white hair and half a bone flute that I could never bring myself to throw away.

Then one day, a young Lizu woman stopped me. The bone flute at her waist resonated with the fragment I carried.

The supreme martial art believed lost to the entire martial world was actually inscribed on her skin and in my soul.

Now, the enemies who wiped out our families all those years ago have come for us, sneering, “Two reincarnations who haven’t awakened yet. Perfect, we can devour you both at once!”

This time, I took my junior sister’s hand. The battle we left unfinished in our last lives is one we’ll fight together in this one!