Thin mist hung like gauze, and the Red Sea seethed.
Lu Qiji stood among the bamboo in the rear courtyard, gazing at the crimson tide stretching into the distance, its end nowhere in sight. For a long while, she remained silent.
The Angry River was not angry, yet it carried an indescribable, tragic grandeur.
Lu Qiji thought that was exactly how she felt at that moment.
The Water Illusion Realm had completely collapsed. After their group emerged, Master Yang had wanted to enter the realm to search for them, but unfortunately, the realm's gate had closed. No one knew when it would open again.
Li Mu Yang was dead!
She had not even had the chance to make a move, and Li Mu Yang had died.
In her heart, it was not that Li Mu Yang could never die. But if he did, it had to be by her hand.
If he truly inherited the Black Dragon's legacy and sought to destroy humanity, then she would certainly have to fight him to the death.
But how could Li Mu Yang have died so easily?
Lu Qiji felt that she was not ready.
The Divine Land was vast, its mountains and rivers magnificent, yet none of it had anything to do with her anymore.
The past had become empty, and everything had come to an end.
"Sigh."
Lu Qiji sighed softly, then turned and walked outside.
Creak!
The courtyard gate was pushed open.
Chu Xun, dressed in black martial attire, stood at the entrance and asked when he saw Lu Qiji, "Qiji, are you going out?"
"Going home," Lu Qiji said expressionlessly.
It had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, yet deep down, she felt utterly resolute.
She had come for Li Mu Yang in the first place. Everything about Starry Sky held