Beastmaster of the Ages

paration, his emotions violently fluctuated upon seeing her.
It felt like the couple had finally been reunited. 

Because of all the people around her, Qingyu couldn't see Lingfeng or know what he was feeling, but she felt just as he did when she watched them through the skyward eye.

“She’s lost weight.” Tianming breathed a sigh of relief.
The moment he laid eyes on her, he no longer cared about the threat of the fifteen million warriors who came with her.
Judging from her upcoming nuptials, Qingyu’s life wasn’t under her control.
The Goddess Guardians had nothing to do with her wishes; they were all pawns of the sun emperor.
Without her, the troops would still have come for other reasons.

“Although she wasn’t as ostentatious back in the Divine Capital, she was happy and life was simple.
She may have fifteen million people guarding her, but she’s lonely and helpless…” Tianming lamented.

She must be feeling despair from being confined by the celestial orderians, powerless and all alone. 

Meanwhile, Qingyu had already stepped foot on Great Saintdragon Peak with Li Yunxi and Apothecary Li escorting her, as well as thousands of Sunscorch Guards following closely behind.
When she finally disappeared from sight, Lingfeng wanted to rise higher so he could take one last look at her.

“Don't be silly.
Come back with me.
You won’t be able to see her, but talking to her isn’t a problem!” Grabbing Lingfeng by the back of his neck, Tianming dragged the fascinated young man back down to Whitesource Peak.

“At least she’s safe.” At the thought of that, Lingfeng came to his senses.

“Ask Yin Chen, Brother Tianming.
Hurry up.” It seemed that only Qingyu could fluctuate his emotions like this.

“What’s the rush? She just entered the Saintdragon Shrine.
She’s probably going to see Li Wushuang first,” said Tianming.
After all, Li Wushuang had the highest status.
“Don't worry, it’ll all be fine.” Tianming stared in the direction of the Great Saintdragon Peak, his gaze solemn.

…

Within the Saintdragon Shrine on Great Saintdragon Peak.

“I’ll accompany her,” Li Yunxi said to the others, flipping her hair back.

“Lady Wushuang’s emotions aren’t stable.
Just greet her and don't talk too much,” Li Xiaoyan reminded Li Yunxi.

“That's because you don't know how to comfort her.
With how close we are, it’ll be fine!”

Li Yunxi turned and looked at the young woman standing beside her.
From time to time, the young woman looked around the mountain as if searching for someone.

“Goddess.” Stretching out her slender hand, Li Yunxi pointed to the Saintdragon Shrine.

Qingyu returned to her senses, then pursed her lips as she followed Li Yunxi into the hall.
As soon as they entered, the two of them frowned.
The bloody and violent energy in the hall was overwhelming.
It was clearly a sacred building, yet the interior felt eerie.

“Wushuang…” Li Yunxi said in a slightly trembling voice.
She noticed a woman sitting on the ground with her back turned to them.
Her murderous aura and waist-length red hair were terrifying.

Stunned for a moment, Qingyu paused in mid stride.
She didn’t continue walking forward, but even so, she felt her scalp tingle.