Najasha paused for two seconds, suddenly smiled, tiptoed lightly, and turned around saying, "Let's go."
Watching her walk a few steps, Su Ming'an followed.
Black water swirled, footsteps rippled open, seemingly water flow, yet not a trace of moisture.
It seemed nothing could be heard around, not just the breeze, even the sound of water was inaudible, as though lost in a vacuum of void, so silent it didn't even feel like breathing.
Suddenly, Najasha's voice came from ahead:
"You have the ability to rewrite that past, don't you?"
Su Ming'an was taken aback.
"You've seen it with your own eyes, you've personally been involved, that Divine Mountain... You can rewrite it, can't you." The sea monster ahead half-tilted her head, shimmering scales glistened with a faint light, like crystal stardust.
