C29 Dacryocyst Distress

At a glance, there was only endless desolation, concealing the mysteriousness of ancient times.

White dust drifted in the sky. Accompanied with the grayish sky, endless grief lingered in his heart.

To the people who had rushed into the Snow Dropping Moor like locusts, the sorrow in their hearts was their desire to rely on cultivation to change their fates