Estranged

ave realized the hidden meaning of Luomei’s words.

Luomei’s spiritual soul was the core of the Liuhe Zhutian Formation!

As soon as the soul was destroyed, the world would come to an end.

But it was already too late!

Yun Weisi had already split off a part of his spiritual power to attack.
Luomei, who had been subdued by Jiufang Changming and had no chance of striking back, was immediately reduced to a fine powder by this immense spiritual power, without a single bone left behind!

Blinding light burst out, and the crack in the earth under their feet started rapidly widening.
Plants and living creatures all fell down there, as they lost their foothold.

The tall mountains crumbled, the rivers flowed backwards, the clouds were torn apart, and the spiritual meridians were severed.

It was indeed the end of the world.
Whomever one had seen, was forever dead, and whatever one had seen, was ravaged beyond recognition.

All the mountains that were rich in spiritual energy and the refined rivers that had emerged after the earth had separated from the sky, a long time ago, no longer existed now.
Everyone on earth had been plunged into an abyss of misery, and no creature, be it a bird, a beast, a cultivator or a common person, could escape this calamity.

At the price of sacrificing his own life, Luomei had destroyed the human world.

For thousands of years, he had been seeking immortality, yet he had failed to obtain it even now.
His enraged wail shook the world, and, as Mount Xianlai crumbled, he vanished like smoke, his spiritual soul perishing.

Yun Weisi embraced Jiufang Changming tightly.

He only had one thought: whether it was in life or in death, whether his souls were scattered or his body disintegrated, he wanted to be with this person.

He was not even regretting the fact that he could have never gotten what he desired even if he begged.
From the moment he had let his Demonic heart to enter his body and allowed it to gradually turn him into a demon, Yun Weisi had been prepared to die.
He did not even harbor the extravagant hope of seeing Jiufang Changming again.

He saw nothing but the white light.
In the utter chaos that arrived with the destruction of the world, his spiritual power had run amok and the barrier protecting him had long since been broken.
Stones and wood fragments kept cutting him, but the pain caused by his distorted spiritual power was even greater pain.
It was scattering all over erratically and dashing around madly.
Yun Weisi felt as if a knife was slicing him into pieces, and in the end, only his spiritual soul was left, still holding onto Jiufang Changming.
Yun Weisi could not even open his eyes, and did not know whether he was still alive or otherwise.

Perhaps, time had stopped, or, perhaps, it was still flowing.
Perhaps, the world had already been obliterated, and everything had returned to the nothingness of primordial times.

The Heavenly Dao had its own laws, regardless of the war between humans and demons.
For humans, the primordial chaos was the end of the world, but for the Heavenly Dao, it only meant a new beginning.

Even a real immortal could not withstand the might of the Heavenly Dao.

Jiufang Changming and Yun Weisi were mere mortals.

Yun Weisi thought that the world had never been this peaceful ever since it had emerged.
Maybe, the Heavenly Dao was delighted to observe the destruction of the world.

Looks like my road has finally come to an end. He was very tired, and only watched as his spiritual soul followed the winds and waves blindly, before finally dispersing.

He had been wandering through pitch-black rivers in the endless night of eternal sufferings, unsure of whether he was going in circles or moving forward.
The rapid torrent and sharp underwater stones made him stumble, but he never gave up.

He wanted to reach the distant light in front of him.

Even if the light was faint, almost non-existent, and infinitely distant, Yun Weisi felt that the warm light was actually close to him.

He still proceeded without hesitation, never turning his head back.

…

Yun Weisi opened his eyes.

The light he saw was so bright that it almost blinded him.

He could not help frowning, and could not bear the resulting tingling sensation, so he closed his eyes tightly, and then slowly opened them again.

At first, he felt pain, and afterwards, desperation.

He had not died?

This power that had destroyed the world had been simply overwhelming, yet he had somehow survived, and nothing had happened to the world?

Yun Weisi suddenly looked down.
Seeing the top of the head of the man in his arms, he could not pull himself together for a long time.

“Shizun…”

He tried to speak.
His voice was hoarse, and he could not hide the way it trembled.

He was afraid to lose hope again.

If this was a dream, he did not want to wake up.

Tn:

Good news: The mcs are still alive (?) Bad news: We’re taking a break for maybe like 3 weeks.
But we’ll be back!

This chapter is the last one of Book 4.
Book 5 is called [By Saving the Course of Events, Bring back the Warm Spring]~