"The memories I once left you, I'll erase them all."
"I look forward to the day when all memories with you are completely gone."
"I should never be able to get close to you again."
As the person in the dream disappears, a certain power of Gao Ming's dream and Fate's mastery is buried together.
In the end, the only thing that came out of the door was a soul as thin as a cicada's wing. He held a bladeless knife, broke through layers of obstacles, and stabbed into the eye of Fate. The brilliant knife light pierced through that eye of Fate!
Countless threads of destiny in the sea of clouds lost control. One familiar figure after another appeared and dissipated in front of Gao Ming, one after another shattered before his eyes.
Liu Yi and Xuan Wen were just the beginning. Fate stripped Gao Ming of everything, and this was perhaps the price of becoming a person without fate.
