Ruthless Great Emperor Removes Her Bronze Mask
Above the abyss of this Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, all is silent.
That tender, somewhat confused and tentative "sister" was like a thunderclap at the dawn of creation, striking the Ruthless Great Emperor's Dao Heart, which had been frozen for over two hundred thousand years.
Click...
The Ghost Face Mask that bore witness to her eternal loneliness and sorrow could no longer withstand the violent impact of this journey from the abyss of despair to the pinnacle of hope.
Cracks spread wildly like a spider web, no longer appearing as individual lines, but instantly covering the entire mask.
Bang!
A soft sound, as if the end of an era.
Instead of shattering into fragments and falling, the Ghost Face Mask transformed into countless glittering specks of light, like fireflies scattered by the wind, drifting across the desolate void.
As the mask dissipated, a peerless immortal face, capable of eclipsing the heavens and silencing all paths, was fully revealed to this world for the first time in over two hundred thousand years.
What kind of face was that?
Any description in words seems pale and powerless in its presence.
The moment it appeared, even the surging Chaos Qi in the abyss subsided, and the "desolate" power in the air, which could strip away lifespan, retreated in fear as if it had encountered a king, not daring to approach it even slightly.
The face still bore traces of wet tears, but the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned upwards the moment she heard that call.
It was an awkward, clumsy, and even somewhat stiff curve.
Yet this simple arc seemed to melt away all the ice in the world, bringing a faint glimmer of life to this forbidden zone.
She cried, yet she laughed again.
Tears streamed down her face from eyes that could dim the stars, but her smile, pure and unadulterated from the depths of her soul, grew ever brighter.
She looked at the somewhat bewildered little boy in front of her, at that face that was exactly the same as the one deep in her memory, and her body trembled violently.
She opened her mouth as if to say something, but it felt like there was a wad of cotton stuck in her throat, and she could only let out intermittent sobs.
Two hundred thousand years of waiting, two hundred thousand years of solitude, two hundred thousand years of obsession.
At that moment, it all transformed into a torrent that burst its banks.
"Elder brother..."
She finally managed to squeeze out the name she had uttered for countless years, the name etched deep within her soul, from the depths of her throat.
His voice was hoarse and trembling, filled with endless grievances and relief.
The little boy seemed to have regained all his memories from that call, and his pure eyes burst forth with endless joy and heartache.
"Younger sister!"
He opened his arms and rushed over without hesitation, plunging into the embrace that had once been as cold as Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice, but was now as warm as the sun.
The Ruthless Great Emperor held him tightly, as if he wanted to completely meld this world, which he had lost and regained, into his own body.
She buried her head in the boy's small shoulder and cried loudly, all traces of her imperial majesty and aloofness gone, replaced by a pitiful girl who had finally found her place.
Not far away, the goddesses surrounding Qin Feng watched this scene quietly.
Their faces showed no jealousy at the sight of their new sister's stunning beauty; instead, they were filled with heartfelt admiration and emotion.
Nuwa's eyes were filled with compassion.
As the Saint Mother of All Spirits, she understood best the bond of Blood Connection and the preciousness of the joy of something lost and then regained. This woman, whose talent has amazed the ages, finally broke free from the cage she had built for herself.
The Queen Mother of the West's eyes held a hint of appreciation and approval.
As a fellow overlord, she could better understand the supreme will required behind the Ruthless Great Emperor Ruthless's loneliness in suppressing countless ages. Such a powerful woman deserves respect and, more importantly, a happy ending.
Willow God's gaze was the most complex.
Looking at the woman in white who smiled through her tears, she seemed to see a reflection of her former self.
She was all too familiar with that kind of unwavering devotion and loneliness—waiting a lifetime for one person, waiting for eternity for a single thought. It was a wait she had also experienced, a wait so long it was despairing.
At this moment, seeing the Ruthless achieve his wish, Willow God felt a surge of heartfelt relief.
The Queen Mother of the West stepped forward and walked to the two people who were still embracing and weeping. After the Ruthless's emotions had calmed down a bit, she reached out and gently patted her shoulder.
Her voice was gentle, yet it carried an undeniable warmth and strength.
"Little sister, from now on, you won't be alone anymore."
The Ruthless Great Emperor raised his head, his peerless, tear-streaked face still bearing a trace of bewilderment.
She saw the Queen Mother of the West, Nuwa, the Willow God, and those faces of unparalleled beauty that showed her kindness.
She never imagined that one day she would be called "little sister" and treated with such gentleness.
Just then, Qin Feng walked over.
He didn't look at the Ruthless Great Emperor's face, a face that could drive any living being mad, but instead focused his gaze on the little boy in her arms.
Qin Feng flicked his finger, and a Life Origin, refined to the extreme, silently entered the little boy's brow.
"This source is enough to allow him to live a peaceful and joyful life in one world, free from illness and disaster."
Qin Feng's voice was very calm.
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it.
The void ahead was easily torn apart, like a scroll being painted.
Beyond the scroll lies no longer the rugged rocks and Chaos Qi of Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, but Small World filled with birdsong, fragrant flowers, clear waters, and tranquility.
There were thatched cottages, fields, and streams there, like a paradise on earth.
"This world is peaceful and undisturbed. I will erase his memories of you, making him think he just had a long dream, and then start a completely new life."
Qin Feng's arrangements were impeccably thoughtful.
The Ruthless Great Emperor knew that this was the best arrangement for her brother. It allowed him to forget his painful past, to forget his sister who bore too much karma, and to live happily like an ordinary person.
"You..." The Ruthless looked at Qin Feng, about to say something, but was interrupted by Qin Feng.
As if knowing what she wanted to ask, he continued, "I have left a mark on your soul, and you can use it to visit him at any time."
After doing all this, Qin Feng looked at the Ruthless Great Emperor, who had finally been freed from endless obsession, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
He slowly reached out his hand to her.
"Now, you are free."
"I choose to stay with him and spend our ordinary years in peace."
"Or will you choose to come with me and see the true scenery of these myriad worlds?"
The Ruthless Great Emperor was stunned.
She looked at Qin Feng's outstretched hand, then turned back to look at her brother in her arms, who, though reluctant to part, was full of curiosity about the new world.
Her Dao Heart, her future, at this moment, stood at a completely new crossroads.