The whale song within the isolated island seemed like an ancient sound breaking through the barriers of time, reverberating in the depths of the world at this moment.
The turbulent sea of mist, oh, the despair of the mortal world, had been stirred up, turning into fluttering black snow.
All the pain in the eyes and the sorrow sedimented in memory were drawn towards that lonely island.
"So beautiful..."
In a daze, Gao Ming opened his eyes, gazing at the black snow filling the sky.
When the whale song arose, the ability of the Illusory Divine Statue was disrupted, and only then did Gao Ming realize that his body and soul were highly decayed, but not to the extent where he needed to commit suicide and start over.
It was the Illusory Divine Statue guiding him, letting him see the most tragic fate, pulling him towards the abyss.
