This isn't like looking for a lantern in a latrine, hoping to find some dung (death), is it,Before me stood a woman of striking beauty. Her oval face was pale and smooth, without a hint of makeup. Her features were delicate yet elegant, refined without being common.,"Alas! The Heavenly Tribulation truly is formidable. My immortal ghost cultivator, who had lived for millennia, was obliterated within the return tunnel. The Three Realms Stone has shattered into dust. Now, I can only start anew." Qin Yi's divine sense spread, and his dantian was already dry, with only a few wisps of true Qi like wandering spirits.。