Heng Xuanzhen stumbled out of Tongtian Pavilion, hollow-eyed, as if her very soul had been drawn out.
Watching her figure fade into the dark, Luo Shu’s expression turned peculiar.
He had no idea who Ye Yu was, but by the look of things, the man had to be a scumbag.
Otherwise, how could a woman end up like that?
But something didn’t add up.
You’re looking for Ye Yu—fine. Why grab me, the Great Saint?
I don’t even know who Ye Yu is, and you’re asking me?
This world really has gone mad.
Still, Luo Shu found he rather missed the feeling.
Ever since he’d fallen off his pedestal and lost his cultivation, no one had come seeking him.
That feeling had only grown stronger after his old friend Bai Hong fell.
Three million years—gone in a blink.
Being needed... wasn’t so bad.
The corners of Luo Shu’s dog mouth curled faintly; his gaze turned deep and melancholy.
Surely I’m a man full of stories now?
Of course, that was only what Luo Shu told himself. And even that self-styled “handsome” moment didn’t last.
The next second, a powerful force slammed him against the wall again—
Same spot, same angle.
Only this time, the strength far exceeded Heng Xuanzhen’s.
Annoyed, Luo Shu was about to speak when he realized the one pinning him was his niece-disciple, Liu Yuenong.
Her eyes were bloodshot; she looked half deranged.
“Tell me—where is he?”
“Who? Who are you talking about? And why are you back now? What are you after?”
Luo Shu’s voice went cold.
In the real world, he still didn’t know that Bai Hong’s malignant will lay buried beneath Tongtian Pavilion, so he’d always taken Liu Yuenong for a sinner unwilling to stand up for the Divine Alliance.
On any other day, Liu Yuenong wouldn’t have been this rash.
But newly awake, she had no room for restraint.
Word by word, she said, “Great Saint, stop playing dumb. I’m asking about the master of Tongtian Pavilion—my husband, Ye Yu. Tell me where he is.”
Half an hour earlier—
Liu Yuenong was still within the dream.
[After three years of seclusion, Liu Yuenong successfully stepped into God Venerable Realm.]
[On that day, the stars wheeled and the sun and moon shone together.]
[Marvels surged one after another above Tongtian Pavilion.]
[The godforce roiled so fiercely that space itself warped.]
[Seeing this, Luo Shu’s nose stung.]
[What he and Bai Hong had failed to do—Liu Yuenong had done.]
[God Venerable.]
[With Liu Yuenong here, restoring Tongtian Pavilion to its peak was only a matter of time.]
[Luo Shu truly felt happy for her.]
[Upon leaving seclusion, the first thing Liu Yuenong wanted was to lean into Ye Yu’s arms and tell him the good news.]
[But Ye Yu did not seem to be in the pavilion.]
[No matter. Wherever he was in the God Realm, she could find him quickly if she wished.]
[Liu Yuenong closed her eyes, seeking Ye Yu’s aura with her God Venerable strength.]
[Moments later, panic seized her.]
[Why couldn’t she sense Ye Yu anywhere in the God Realm?]
[Where had he gone?]
[The worst possibility rose to mind.]
[She refused to believe it, forcing herself to think Ye Yu had entered some secret realm—]
[—which would explain why she couldn’t sense him for now.]
[That was normal. No need to panic.]
[She left Tongtian Pavilion at once and began searching the God Realm for Ye Yu’s trail.]
[As for the art of deduction—]
[She had tried. Ye Yu’s location would not be divined.]
[Without a location, there was no chance of Water-Moon Mirror either.]
[As time passed, her panic only grew.]
[If she scoured the God Realm and still could not find him, what then?]
[Wouldn’t even her last hope be gone?]
[So she stopped before searching the whole realm.]
[Later, she went to Ancient Sword Gorge to try her luck.]
[In her heart she resolved that even if Ye Yu and Heng Xuanzhen were hiding together, she would not be angry.]
[As long as Ye Yu was alive, everything could be worked out.]
[Ancient Sword Gorge was empty, with not even a trace of the gods.]
[Liu Yuenong slowly clenched her fists.]
[She was losing all confidence.]
[Please let Ye Yu and Heng Xuanzhen truly be in hiding.]
[Two days later, that fragile hope was crushed.]
[In a bamboo grove ten thousand meters from Extreme Moon Pavilion—]
[Liu Yuenong found a damaged Ancient Sword Gorge token.]
[She had seen Heng Xuanzhen wear it—likely her last keepsake—never leaving her side.]
[Now that it appeared here, the outcome spoke for itself.]
[If Heng Xuanzhen had fallen here, had Ye Yu fallen here as well?]
[Liu Yuenong’s hands trembled.]
[A simple time-reversal divinity—]
[She had to cast it seven times before it finally took.]
[Soon, the scene from three years ago reappeared. When she saw Ye Yu and Heng Xuanzhen die at Xiao Luo’s hand—]
[Liu Yuenong broke, screaming.]
[In an instant, everything within a radius of ten thousand li shattered.]
[The Divine Alliance’s grand formation at Extreme Moon Pavilion suffered heavy damage; all the gods went on high alert.]
[Half a year later, Liu Yuenong finally found Xiao Luo and moved to kill him in Ye Yu’s name.]
[But she suddenly discovered his Great Dao foundation ruined and his soul dispersed. He was a candle in the wind, likely to perish any moment.]
[Xiao Luo could clearly feel the killing intent surging off Liu Yuenong.]
[Though he didn’t recognize her, it was surely hatred.]
[Not that it mattered; even if Liu Yuenong didn’t act, he might not survive the hour.]
[Whose hand he died by meant nothing.]
[Liu Yuenong killed Xiao Luo. She had planned to extract his soul and ask why he’d killed Ye Yu—]
[—but the scattered soul could not withstand any handling and extinguished on the spot.]
[After avenging Ye Yu with her own hands, Liu Yuenong stood there a long time.]
[She felt no rush of satisfaction—only a profound, directionless emptiness.]
[And now? What now? What could she do?]
[She realized she could do nothing at all.]
[What was the use of God Venerable? She still could not bring her husband back.]
[She even envied Heng Xuanzhen—at least she had died with Ye Yu. Unlike herself, so alone.]
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