Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The winds howled mercilessly, dragging the clouds along. There were three Chiliocosm worlds. The first was the Minor Chiliocosm, the second was Medium Chiliocosm and the last was Major Chiliocosm world. All of them formed worlds on their own and had their own night and day.

Mu Ge did not know how many worlds there were in the universe. She only knew that she was dead, and her body had exploded into pieces. However, when she recovered her consciousness, she could feel a dark, heavy and bloody air wrapping her into a small and confined area.

Lin Chuan was the name of this mainland.

The fine sand whirled across the barren land that had a gully formed by swords and daggers drenched in bright red blood.

The bright red blood invaded the gray firmament, covering the strong rays of the sun and blocking its heat.

Countless corpses wearing armor lay quietly on the floor, becoming one with the ground. Perhaps they had already become a part of the barren land at the very moment their lives slipped away.

Suddenly, the mountain of corpses moved slightly.

A hand stained with blood and nails filled with dirt struggled to reach out from a gap. It was strange and horrifying.

That hand could not help but tremble after the harsh winds blew past it when it was exposed outside the mountain of corpses.

A few moments later, the blood-stained hand pushed away the corpses forcefully, causing the gap to gradually widen.

“Hoo!”

The deep voice seemed to come from the gap.

That voice sounded emotional, as if it had finally gotten relief, but it also sounded like the forceful tolerance of bone-shattering pain.

Another equally bloodied and dirtied hand stuck out of the same gap that was widened on the top of the corpse mountain. Both hands kept moving around like a robot. Finally, a gap that could only squeeze a hand out was widened to the size of a body.

The original mountain of corpses that was stacked high up in the air had fallen to the sides and became a sea of corpses.

“Cough… Cough…” The greedy, big breath of air had resulted in an intense cough.

A skinny and petite body with bent legs sat on top of the mountain that she had just crawled out of as she leaned against the corpses and looked up at the bloody sky.

Black and red stains and dirt blocked her appearance, only revealing a pair of crystal clear eyes, as if they could see through everything in the world.

She kept quiet. The original gloriously red warrior gown was long torn and tattered and had lost its former glory.

Leaning against the pile of corpses with the smell of blood and rotting meat permeating through the air, she did not feel any sense of discomfort, as if she was used to it all. She did not move at all. If it were not for her vibrant pair of eyes, she would look no different from the surrounding corpses.

“I was dead, and now I’m alive again?”

“Tch…” The unnoticable disdainful sneer came out of her mouth as she lifted up her extremely dirtied hands and gently pushed back the loose strands of hair that had been stained with blood, casually.

If someone else were in this scenario and did this movement, it would make people petrified, disgusted and distasteful. However, she made people admire her and feel that she was cool.

The sound of disdain echoed in the surroundings.

A flash of sadness was seen in the pair of crystal-clear eyes.

However, it was just for a brief moment before it became unnoticeable.

Yes, she had revived from the dead.

Death was just an old-fashioned and cruel story of loyalty and betrayal.

In her past life, people described her as having eyes as bright as the moon that was accompanied by stars. Perhaps this was the reason that resulted in her final outcome. A person’s jealousy could destroy a world in a frenzy.

At this very moment, the only thing she knew very clearly was that she was still alive. She could breathe in all the air she wanted and feel the blood rush through her limbs and body.