"I'm thirsty. I'm thirsty." Zhou Yun felt as if his throat was about to dry up and his bones would split open! Every cell in his body was sending him a message that he was in urgent need of water!
"Where is this place? I remember that I should be preparing for the next attack of the Nine Heavens Array with Sect Leader Ling Qingyun. What am I doing here?" Zhou Yun opened his eyes. He struggled to sit up and looked around in confusion.
The rugged mountain range, the fog halfway up the mountain, and the clouds in the distance. The sky was turning white as if it was about to become daytime. He found that he was lying on a pile of broken stones covered with thorns, and there was no one around.