Tianyuan Manual

On the third night of being stranded on the deserted island, Rong Qi’s patience had run out. The vast sea stretched out endlessly. Every nightfall brought pitch-black darkness, and nothing could be seen. Besides the bone-chilling cold, there was nothing else. Gu Yunxing said earnestly, “Heaven never seals off all paths.” Heaven never seals off all paths? Only those from reputable righteous sects would be this naive. *archenemies stranded on a deserted island trope set in ancient times*