Sound Desolate, atop Immortal Melody Mountain.
The Grey Mist reached the heavens!
The female corpse stood up, her facial features once discernible for past beauty, but now her eye sockets were empty, filled only with the spreading grey mist.
The female corpse faced Nan Feng.
"You should rest now."
Nan Feng spoke,
"The great disaster of the past has long since passed."
Upon hearing this, Yin Zun's Corpse also seemed moved and said,
"The great disaster has not passed, I only see everything in this world as an illusion."
"You are a false version of me, a remnant shadow from my Sea of Karma, not belonging to this life."
She looked at Nan Feng and said each word distinctly,
"You are a puppet being manipulated."
Nan Feng shook her head, her eyes brimming with conviction,
"He has returned."
"Now, he is my mentor."
Her words carried immense confidence.
All along, her mentor... had been her greatest support, her confidence!