The witch was reborn from the flames. She formed an Eastern mysterious seal with her fingertips and crushed the magic array. Her crimson eyes reflected the trembling of the entire Western noble family. The system panel popped up a bloody warning: [Memory fragments - 30%]. She licked the blood bead from the corner of her lips and sneered, "Exchanging the seven emotions and six desires for the power to slay gods, this is a worthwhile deal." The broken marriage contract floated up in the "fishpond" of the Sea King instructor, while the heir of the magic noble family presented a rose with dew in the morning mist. When the sunlight pierced through his camouflaged amber pupils, the dragon scales lurking in the abyss were burning at the center of her chest. On the night when the Eastern tribulation-crosser and the Lord of the Western Holy Realm practiced dual cultivation, the spatial-time rift revealed the pair of familiar hands that had severed her spiritual root four hundred years ago.