The Return of the Un

"Oh no, wouldn't this fellow be truly dead from the fall" Yang Qingqing frowned, her willow brows furrowed. She leaned in by the youth's nostrils, probing for breath. There was no warmth at all.,"The fragrance is warm and inviting, as delicate as a orchid!" Qin Yi's nostrils twitched slightly, his lips seemed to carry a dreamlike breath.,Lastly, he forcefully broke open the hellish void. Relying on his peerless cultivation, he went through countless hardships, layer by layer, crossing the hell. He traversed volcanoes, crossed seas, and found the entrance to the tunnel. Finally, under the protection of spirit stones, he endured the wind and thunder tribulation of the tunnel, ascending against the heavens.。