The clouds in the sky instantly disintegrated, tearing open a massive rift, and the moonlight shone through that rift, illuminating Yang Tiantian.

With the moonlight shining on her, Yang Tiantian shivered, and her blood-red eyes finally regained their clarity.

It seemed as if her consciousness had also returned.

Yang Tiantian looked around, finding herself in an unfamiliar place, but she wasn't surprised, as if she had grown accustomed to such occurrences. It was clearly not the first time something like this had happened.