"Waiting for me?" His heart skipped a beat as the woman drifted gracefully in front of him. She reached out, lightly caressing his cheek, her fingertips cold as snow.

"Come with me." She said softly, turning to walk deeper into the valley.

Shen Jingqi's heart gave a thud, his back instantly drenched in cold sweat. In this barren wilderness, a place reminiscent of the Netherworld Ghost Valley, a woman in white suddenly appeared saying she was waiting for him; anyone would find this eerie.

Standing there, Shen Jingqi struggled internally. Common sense told him that this woman was incredibly strange, and he must not follow her easily. Yet a voice from within kept urging him as if something ahead was calling out to him, something that could answer the doubts that had long troubled him.

After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and took a step to follow her.

The two traversed paths strewn with ruins, the scent of decay heavy in the air. Occasionally, shadowy figures flitted across the corners, letting out sharp cries that sent chills down the spine.

Finally, they arrived at an ancient stone chamber. The chamber towered into the clouds, built from massive black stones, covered with densely carved scars that glowed with a ghostly green light.

Pushing open the chamber, they saw a stone coffin placed at the center, also covered in scars and exuding a frightening aura. The woman slowly approached the coffin, placing her hands lightly on the lid, and with a slight effort, the lid emitted a piercing screech as it slowly opened.

Shen Jingqi's eyes widened, and he stared fixedly at the coffin. When the lid fully opened, a chill rose from his feet to his crown, almost making him scream. Inside the coffin lay a corpse, identical in appearance to himself, as if looking into a mirror.

"What... what is happening?" His voice trembled violently, his legs almost giving way beneath him. The woman, however, smiled faintly, her smile in that ghostly green light appearing particularly eerie.

"You have finally come." She said softly, her voice seeming to come from a distant place, carrying a hint of relief and anticipation.

She suddenly reached out, pressing her hand against his forehead. Shen Jingqi felt an overwhelming rush of information flood into his mind like a river breaching a dam; his head felt like it was about to explode, the pain excruciating.

Countless scenes flashed before his eyes like a movie. He saw himself in a previous life, clad in silver armor and wielding a longsword, fighting alongside this woman. They moved through a hail of bullets, engaged in a deadly battle against evil forces. With every swing of his sword, a bloody storm would be unleashed.

In a fierce battle, the evil forces launched a fatal attack. Without hesitation, he shielded the woman with his body, bearing the brunt of the powerful force. Blood spurted from his mouth, and he felt his life slowly ebbing away.

The woman was devastated, holding him with tears streaming down her face. She vowed to resurrect him, no matter the cost.

The scene shifted. The woman embarked on a path seeking mysterious powers to resurrect him. She encountered countless hardships and faced all sorts of evil obstacles. Yet she never gave up, repeatedly clawing her way back from the brink of death.

Ultimately, she made a deal with the evil forces, selling her soul and becoming a half-human, half-ghost existence. She used her power to build this stone chamber in the Netherworld Valley, awaiting the reincarnation of his soul.

"So... I am someone reincarnated?" Shen Jingqi murmured, his eyes filled with confusion and shock.

The woman withdrew her hand, quietly watching him, her eyes full of complex emotions. "You finally remember; I have waited so long for this day." Her voice carried a slight sob.

Shen Jingqi took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "Why did you do all this? Why make such a tremendous sacrifice?" He looked at the woman, filled with both doubt and moved.

The woman sighed softly and said slowly, "Because I love you, in the past life and this life. I can't bear to watch you die. Even if it costs me everything, I want to bring you back to life."

Shen Jingqi's heart trembled, a surge of inexplicable emotion spreading within him. Looking at the woman who became half-human, half-ghost for him, his heart was filled with guilt and pity.

"What should we do now?" he asked, with a hint of determination in his voice. He knew he couldn't let down her sacrifice; he had to find a way to break all this.

The woman smiled slightly and pointed to the scars on the altar. "These runes are the key to your resurrection and the shackles that bind me. Only by deciphering these runes can we truly gain freedom."

Shen Jingqi walked forward, carefully examining the runes. They glowed with an ominous light, seemingly containing endless power. He tried to use his power to perceive the mystery of the runes but was rebounded by a powerful force.

"The power of these runes is too strong; I can't decipher them." He said, frowning.

The woman came to his side, speaking softly, "These runes are traps set by evil forces. To decipher them, you need to find three mysterious magical treasures. Only by gathering these three treasures can the runes' shackles be broken."

"Where are the three magical treasures?" Shen Jingqi eagerly asked.

The woman shook her head, "I don't know their exact location, but it is said they are hidden in various corners of this world. Each treasure holds miraculous power and can only be found by someone destined."

Shen Jingqi clenched his fists, his eyes filled with determination. "No matter how difficult, I will find these three treasures, break the runes' shackles, and restore your freedom."

The woman looked at him, her eyes full of comfort. "I believe in you; you can do it. However, in the pursuit of the treasures, you must be careful. The evil forces will not let you succeed easily, and they will stop at nothing to hinder you."

Shen Jingqi nodded, "I know, and I won't let them succeed. For you and for myself, I will succeed."

As they spoke, a black mist suddenly rose around the altar. From the mist came sinister laughter, as if countless eyes were observing them from the darkness.

The black mist grew thicker, gradually forming grotesque figures. Those figures, armed with various weapons, roared towards them.

Shen Jingqi let out a loud shout, swinging his longsword as he charged. His swordsmanship was unparalleled; each strike could kill an enemy. The woman wasn't one to fall behind either; though turned into a half-human, half-ghost existence, her power remained formidable. With a wave of her hands, beams of black light shot out, repelling the enemies.

The battle was intensely fierce, and Shen Jingqi and the woman were gradually becoming exhausted.

In their dire moment, Shen Jingqi suddenly remembered the black scale he had obtained earlier. He retrieved the scale and pressed it against his chest. A miracle happened: a powerful force surged from the scale, instantly filling his entire body.

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