“You brat!”
As the restriction of heaven and earth dissolved, Mo Yan watched the falling figure get sucked into the black passage. Ignoring his internal injuries, he reversed his magic power and lunged forward to grab him.
At the same time, the Patriarch of the Li family and Li Yarou acted in unison. Their majestic magic power blanketed the area, and the power of laws pierced through the black passage in an attempt to slow down its closure.
But they were ultimately a step too late.
Zzzt!
The black passage snapped shut, dispersing into heaven and earth. Mo Yan's outstretched hand froze in midair. His face flushed a deep crimson, and he coughed up a mouthful of old blood as he fell from the sky.
Having forcibly gathered his magic power, he began to bleed from his seven facial apertures.
Yet, he did not regret his injuries; he only regretted that he had not been fast enough.
When Li Yarou had disregarded all public opinion just to be with him, he had run away. When Lin Ang fell into the demonic path, he, as his master, had been powerless to save him. He had failed.
And this time, when Xuanyi sacrificed himself to break the spell, he had failed to reach him in time.
“I am a failure.”
Overwhelmed by regret, Mo Yan fell helplessly from high above, his tears scattering in the wind. He hated his own cowardice, his irresponsibility, and his powerlessness...
If only I were a bit stronger... If only I had been braver back then...
Perhaps things would be different.
“Mo Yan!”
Li Yarou soared into the air, forcibly squeezing out her magic power to reach Mo Yan's side. She caught him in her arms, but her magic power was completely depleted, and the two of them fell to the ground together.
“Yarou...”
Mo Yan gently caressed his wife's face, but before he could catch his breath, he blacked out.
Just then, a thoroughly exhausted Su Qian and Xiao Hongye arrived at the Li family estate. They immediately witnessed this scene, and Su Qian quickly retrieved some pills to heal Mo Yan.
“Yarou, what on earth happened here? Why did Xuanyi's soul tablet shatter?” Su Qian asked as she healed Mo Yan.
She was desperately hoping for a different answer.
“Xuanyi... he sacrificed his body to break the spell. He forcibly extracted his essence blood and condensed magic into immortality. His entire body was shattering, and he was sucked into a passage opened by the demonic cultivator.”
“What?!”
Upon learning the full story from Li Yarou, Xiao Hongye finally understood why Martial Senior Sister Su had been so anxious.
“I'll go save him!”
Without another word, Xiao Hongye turned to leave, only to be barked at by Su Qian. “Junior Sister, calm down! In your current state, let alone finding Demon Island, even if you did, you wouldn't be able to save that brat.”
“Senior Sister!”
“Listen to me.”
Was Su Qian not grieving?
Without a doubt, just like Mo Yan, she had watched Wang Xuanyi grow up since he was a child. The boy was practically half a disciple to her. How could Su Qian not feel heartbroken?
However, now was not the time for outbursts or acting on impulse.
It was a time to recuperate.
The Great Qian Dynasty was destroyed. Eighty percent of its living beings had their essence, energy, spirit, blood, and souls drained by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. The humans of Yunzhou had truly been pushed to a dead end.
Beyond the borders of the dynasty, tens of thousands of demon beasts were still eyeing them greedily. If the two half-step Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivators left, an entire region of the Nine Provinces would be carved up by the demonic path and the demon beast race.
For human cultivators, this would be an absolute catastrophe.
“Senior Sister...”
Xiao Hongye looked at Su Qian. Two lines of clear tears rolled down her charming face, and her eyes were bloodshot, yet she did not lose her mind because of it.
“So, please listen to me. I will find a way regarding Xuanyi. Zhu Huai and the others are still on the immortal ship. As their elders, we cannot act recklessly.”
These words were not only to comfort Xiao Hongye, but also to comfort herself.
...
Heavenly Martial Immortal Sect, Sect Master's residence.
Shen Shi stared at the shattered soul tablet presented by the elder, his heart trembling.
“Wang Xuanyi's... soul tablet has shattered. He has fallen.”
The elder spoke with deep regret.
Back in the Ancient Immortal Realm, Wang Xuanyi's crazed, god-like figure was still vivid in his mind. Only a few months had passed, yet such a peerless genius had already fallen.
Shen Shi remained silent, his eyes staring blankly at the soul tablet before he let out a heavy sigh.
Su Qian and Xiao Hongye were both present, and Mo Yan was also a Void Return Realm cultivator. For Wang Xuanyi to be killed despite such a lineup of powerhouses, something catastrophic must have occurred in Yunzhou.
“Let's wait for Elder Su and the others to return.”
“Yes.”
The elder withdrew, leaving Shen Shi sitting alone on the Sect Master's throne with a very complex expression.
Countless geniuses had emerged throughout history, but one as heaven-defying as Wang Xuanyi was truly unique. Sometimes, he wondered if Wang Xuanyi was born carrying the destiny of the Heavenly Dao, or if he was a natural-born, primordial humanoid being.
However, this disaster completely shattered all of Shen Shi's speculations.
Geniuses were only geniuses because they grew to fruition. A genius who failed to grow up was ultimately just one of the common masses.
“Xuanyi...”
Shen Shi sighed once more, his voice laced with unspeakable bitterness.
...
On the other side, on the immortal ship.
The full-force blow of the two half-step Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivators had propelled Zhu Huai and the others far beyond the sphere of influence of Yunzhou. Due to the shielding of the laws, no one had detected them.
Zhu Huai looked at the shattering sea of blood in the distance, and her chest tightened as an indescribable grief welled up in her heart.
“Senior Brother...”
She hadn't stopped her senior brother, nor did she want to get in his way, but now, she regretted it.
“Senior Sister Zhu Huai, why are you crying?” Huo Huang asked.
“Am I crying?”
“Yes.”
Zhu Huai touched the corner of her eye. Wet tears were streaming down her face, and she hadn't even realized it.
“I miss Senior Brother.”
“Haha, I miss Big Brother too! Who knew Big Brother was not only incredibly strong, but also so chivalrous, helping Martial Uncle Mo and the others vanquish demons and defend the Dao.”
Huo Huang laughed lightheartedly.
Before leaving, Wang Xuanyi had promised that when they returned, they would go back to Tianzhu Peak together, and he would cook a huge feast of delicious food for them.
“Yeah, yeah, I miss Junior Brother (Big Brother) too.”
Tears of greed—or rather, drool—escaped from the corners of Wenren Jing and Murong Qing's mouths.
Braised duck, soy sauce chicken, Szechuan boiled pork slices, garlic butter prawns, roasted lamb skewers, five-spice braised pork...
These dishes, which they could never forget after eating just once, were constantly on their minds.
“Yeah...”
Zhu Huai stared blankly at Yunzhou, lost in thought. The clear tears at the corners of her eyes were replaced by tears of blood. The sharp pain in her chest became unbearable, and her body recoiled as she coughed up a mouthful of black blood.
“Junior Sister!”
“Senior Sister Zhu Huai!”
The three girls panicked at the sudden turn of events, quickly rushing over to support the unconscious Zhu Huai.
“Junior Sister, don't scare me like this.”
Wenren Jing immediately channeled the Qi of All Things into Zhu Huai's body. Majestic life force instantly flooded Zhu Huai's entire body, yet it failed to wake her.
“Consumed by extreme grief?!”
Wenren Jing was too shocked to speak.
Huo Huang and Murong Qing were also stunned.
Among them, Zhu Huai had the gentlest and most approachable personality. Her emotions were always extremely stable and calm, so how could she suddenly be consumed by such extreme grief?
“Senior Sister Wenren, you didn't misdiagnose her, did you?”
“It is indeed extreme grief. It's just that my magic power of all things suppressed the backward flow of her bloodline, saving her life.”
Sensing something amiss outside, Wen Sining stepped out of the cabin. Seeing Zhu Huai lying on the deck, she didn't ask any questions. She immediately retrieved a Primordial Qi Pill gifted by Senior Brother Wang, dissolved it into a golden liquid, and poured it into Zhu Huai's mouth.
With that done, they worked together to carry Zhu Huai into a room to rest.
Only then did Wen Sining learn from the others what had happened.
Zhu Huai had suddenly fainted, and her sudden fit of grief had also come out of nowhere.
“I'll take care of her,” Wen Sining said.
Senior Sister Wenren was not very bright, and Huo Huang and Qing'er were still too young. Wen Sining really couldn't rest easy leaving Zhu Huai in their care.
Besides, Senior Brother Wang and Zhu Huai had shown her great kindness. Now that this had happened, it was only right for Wen Sining to repay that debt.
As for Long Zitian and Leng Ning'an...
Since their master and martial aunts were absent, they had no reservations whatsoever.
The two of them were busy dual cultivating on the immortal ship, their passionate union of water and fire making them forget everything else.
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