With Zhang devouring Li Dong, amid the weak and despairing moans, the stubborn Secret Realm began to dissolve, and the long-missed clear skies finally revealed themselves once more. Even though the Secret Realm was still on the brink of death, everyone could clearly feel the taste of sunshine on their faces—a bit stingy, a bit burning, but just like this.
The campus was revealing its true self, with the scent of soil and vegetation coming thick and strong, causing many of the Vanguard to sit down on the ground and cry.
And those Vanguards, eroded like Aiko, seemed reborn amidst this vitality of life; they could distinctly feel their stiff bodies being gradually nourished by fresh blood, and their numb brains vividly awakening.
Conversely, those not belonging to this world, like the cleaning up after the end of a play, silently made their exit.
First the borrowed daylight, then Qin Qingfeng's turning back the clock, and then Zhang, looking lost.
