That crack is hundreds of millions of times thinner than a hair, and would be impossible to detect unless it was connected to the soul.
But just such an undetectable trace, reflected in Chang'e's eyes, was more shocking than the collapse of the entire Three Realms!
Boom!
Chang'e's entire world is turned upside down at this moment!
Hundreds of millions of years of despair, hundreds of millions of years of resignation, all the millions of years of understanding that the way of heaven is irreversible, were torn to pieces and ground into powder by that small crack at this moment!
It's true!
Everything is true!
This man is not joking, comforting, or bragging!
He just made a casual stroke, and the shackles of heaven, which even the saints dared not touch easily, and which represented the final judgment of fate, were really... damaged!
What does this mean?
This means that the seemingly indestructible and eternal Prison Cage is not indestructible!
This means that her destined fate of ending in endless loneliness is not irreversible!
And the key to rewriting all of this lies in the hands of the man in front of you!
His earth-shattering arrogance just now was not arrogance, but a statement!
State a supreme fact that she could not understand or even imagine in the past, but was cold and cruel!
Heaven! Destiny!
In front of him, really... nothing!
There was a "pop" sound.
Chang'e's legs weakened and he could no longer support his body, so he knelt straight in front of Qin Feng.
She looked up at her beautiful face covered with shocking tears and looked at him dreamily, as if she was looking up to a living creation god walking in the world.
This kneeling is not humiliation, nor is it prayer.
But when a mortal creature witnesses with his own eyes the supreme power that transcends the limits of his own cognition and subverts the entire worldview, the most instinctive awe and trembling comes from the deepest part of his soul!
That crack is like a ray of light.
A ray of light that cut through the eternal darkness of hundreds of millions of years and shined into the depths of her already decayed and dead soul!
That crack is more convincing than any rhetoric.
Chang'e truly felt that at this moment, the burden that was pressing on the deepest part of her soul like a tarsal maggot, so heavy that she could not breathe, was loosened at this moment!
Even if the weight of just a speck of dust was loosened, it was enough to make her ecstatic!
Gratitude, admiration, shock, love...
All the extremely complex emotions converged into a devastating torrent at this moment, completely overwhelming the last psychological defense line called "coldness" in Chang'e's heart.
Her heart, which had been frozen for hundreds of millions of years, was not only thawing at this moment, but was beating wildly and violently. Every beat seemed to be announcing a fact to her.
This man is the only light in her life!
It is her only salvation to escape from this endless sea of suffering!
Apart from him, no one in heaven or on earth can save her, no one can save her!
Thinking of this, Chang'e's breathtakingly beautiful eyes flashed with an unprecedented look of determination to the extreme.
She slowly stood up from the ground, her body still shaking slightly uncontrollably, not because of fear, but because of extreme excitement.
She looked at Qin Feng, whose face was light and calm, as if it had just crushed an ant to death.
At this moment, his figure was magnified infinitely in her eyes until it occupied her entire world, replacing the cold moonlight, replacing the dead palace, and replacing everything in her life.
In the endless emotion and admiration, Chang'e made the boldest and craziest move in the billions of years since her birth.
I saw her moving lightly and walking in front of Qin Feng. The distance between the two was so close that they could almost feel each other's breathing.
Immediately, she stood up slightly on her tiptoes, and with that beautiful face that fascinated countless immortals in the three realms, with a trace of determination to risk everything, and a hint of blush that flew up to Cloud Mist, she slowly came closer.
In Qin Feng's slightly astonished eyes, a warm, soft lip with a faint scent of osmanthus was lightly printed on his lips.
There are no skills, only the purest touch from the depths of the soul.
That wasn't a kiss.
That's a vow.
The most sacred oath to dedicate everything you have to the other person without reservation.
Divide at the first touch.
Chang'e was like a frightened rabbit, taking a step back suddenly. That alluring face was so red that it was about to bleed. It spread from the cheeks to the snow-white neck. It was really cute.
She lowered her head and nervously grasped the corners of her clothes with both hands. Her heart was pounding so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat.
She didn't dare to look into Qin Feng's eyes for fear of seeing any trace of disgust or displeasure.
That was something she couldn't bear.
However, underneath the extreme shyness, hidden is an unprecedented determination.
She took a deep breath, as if she had exhausted her whole life's courage. That voice, which was like the sound of nature, had a trembling as thin as a gnat, but was extremely clear and resolute, sounding under the silent moon.
"If Daoist Master can lead Chang'e out of this sea of suffering..."
"In this life, forever and ever, Chang'e is willing to grind ink and serve tea for Daoist Master, to be a slave and a maid, to serve around..."
"Not a word of complaint!"
Every word seems to be branded with her soul, weighing more than a thousand pieces.
After saying these words, she seemed to have been drained of all her strength. She just lowered her head and waited for the trial of Qin Feng.
This is the only and all price she can offer.
Her freedom, her future, everything she has is staked on this sentence.
Qin Feng Looking at this beautiful woman who is both shy and determined at the same time, feeling the softness and sweetness remaining on her lips, her heart can't help but sway slightly.
He knew how much courage it took for her to say these words.
That is not only a promise, but also the humblest and most sincere cry that a lonely soul who has been imprisoned for hundreds of millions of years can send out.
Qin Feng's face once again showed that familiar smile with a hint of cynicism.
He stretched out his hand and gently raised Chang'e's smooth chin with his fingers, forcing her to raise her head and look at him.
Looking at those beautiful eyes filled with tears and full of anxiety and hope, the smile on Qin Feng's mouth became even stronger.
"There is no need to be a slave or a maid."
There was a hint of joking in his voice, but it also contained unquestionable certainty.
"I, Qin Feng, have not fallen to the point where I need to be a maid."
"You just need to remember that from now on, you are free."