Jian Ze'an died, executed by the righteous sects on Lingyun Terrace. She had once dazzled there, rising from an obscure outer sect disciple to a prodigy of the cultivation world. No one in the eight prefectures of Qiling had failed to hear her name. She had soared to the very top.
Even at the moment of her death, she felt nothing in particular. In her life, she had weathered the lowest valleys and climbed the highest peaks. She had witnessed the wickedness of human nature and experienced the splendor of a prosperous age. She had no attachments and no regrets.
From then on, in this vast world, there would be no more Jian Ze'an, no more Supreme God Wuze. But why did that blue-clad figure appear in the final moment of her consciousness?
Theme: You are my salvation
