Words of Daradiel

In the past life of Kyros...

Kyros fell, bleeding with severe wounds all over him. The enemies had chased him, and he had managed to cross various zones that no cultivators under Cardinal dared to cross.

But in the last moments of his death, a strange power called out to Kyros and led him to safety. Even now, the power was slowly healing his wounds.

"You know, you should be dead, like me. How is it possible that you are still alive?" A young, handsome man sat down and glanced at Kyros.

"You're the one who saved me?" Kyros did not drop his guard but gave the young man a suspicious stare.

The young man sighed.