Tender affection, deep and earnest, spread like a vast net that blotted out the sky and covered the sun. Fine threads filled the void, making escape from the web all but impossible.
Lu Yang narrowed his eyes at once.
[Emotion Thread].
This Great Dao that wielded emotion as its sword had been concealed by the Sword Lord for many years. Now that it had been drawn from its sheath, its edge was truly irresistible—there was simply no chance to evade it.
Meanwhile, Sky Soaring, caught in the profound mysteries of the Dao technique pervading the void, felt his mind grow hazy. Looking again at the peerless woman before him, he seemed to return at once to his mortal days, recalling the beloved who visited his dreams at midnight and feeling unwilling to let her suffer even the slightest harm.
No, that's wrong!
What sort of figure was Sky Soaring? The instant this thought arose, he immediately realized something was amiss. Yet that feeling born from the depths of his heart could not be erased.
Until Lu Yang's voice reached him.
"Fellow Daoist, what business do you have with this poor Daoist?"
The calm voice was like lofty mountains and flowing waters, instantly smashing all of Sky Soaring's emotions to pieces. Every surging feeling returned to calm in an instant.
This was not [Supreme Forgetfulness].
Even the most passionate lovers would inevitably be worn away by the passage of thousands upon thousands of years. When affection reached its peak, it turned thin; when fate ran deepest, it had already grown cold.
In a single thought, Sky Soaring, whose Dao Heart had been covered in countless Emotion Threads by the lingering effects of [Emotion Thread], suddenly understood. All the Emotion Threads began to burn. Not only did they no longer restrict him