Ripples spread through the Golden Dream.
Bai Xiu stepped into the domain of the Lord of Love's throne. Gale-force winds surged within the dream, as if a thousand layers of gauze had wrapped around him.
In an instant, the Dried Bones of the Lord of Love upon the throne seemed to come alive.
The pressure from the Mental Sea suddenly intensified! Bai Xiu let out a muffled groan.
He stopped there, staring fixedly at the "Lord of Love," dead for many years. The throne was surrounded by fierce winds, and a sharp sword hung high above the Lord of Love's head. Its Fire Seed had gone out, yet its master's will still remained.
"Those who come must halt."
Those four weightless words carried irresistible divine authority.
Standing before the throne, Bai Xiu's "delusions" were utterly shattered the moment he saw the Lord of Love.
This Fire Seed was far too incompatible with his Thunder Realm Walker.
This battle had always cast a shadow over Qinglong's heart. Therefore, before I refined the Sky Fire Seed, thunderstorm weather was absolutely forbidden in the Upper City of Central Continent.
Once the master returned, even if he was at Afu, he could still easily be found.
Bai Xiu must have already made a choice of his own.
Bai Xiu drifted over slowly and asked about the result.
Having guarded the Initial Ship for so many years, it had been waiting for someone to break through that mental barrier.
Bai Xiu's gaze regained its calmness.
With just that one sentence, Lai Shu felt that everything it had given had been worthwhile.
A gentle laugh came from above the icy sea.
It did not dare enter the dream because it did not dare believe that the Lord of Love had truly died.
And that Extinguishing Flame