Chapter 110 Netherworld Eight Soul Envoys

"You... how could you have such thoughts?"

The Netherworld Queen was slightly panicked but quickly regained her composure and asked hesitantly.

"Originally, I was actually trash, born with some innate deficiencies, but in the hills behind my Zhou Family home, there is a Cold Pond, its waters as chilly as cold ice.

In order to reach the Sword Beginning Three Heavens, I trained with the sword in the Cold Pond every day, squeezing out my potential."

Zhou Yan got lost in memories of the past as he spoke bit by bit.

The Netherworld Queen fell silent as well, her gaze flickering, seemingly on the verge of speaking several times, yet she hesitated greatly.

"One day, I pushed myself to the limit while training with the sword. I felt the shackles ahead of me which I couldn't break, but I also had no strength left, so I felt my consciousness slip into darkness.

I died from exhaustion, in the waters of the lake," Zhou Yan said.

The Netherworld Queen seemed thoughtful but did not speak.