After arranging everything, Yang Lingtian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He returned to his sect master's hall, where he found Chen Yiyue waiting for him.
"Is everything arranged?" Chen Yiyue looked at him and asked softly.
"Mm."
Yang Lingtian nodded. He walked over to Chen Yiyue and gently pulled her into his arms.
"I'm sorry. I'm going to make you bear all of this alone again."
His voice was filled with guilt.
"Fool." Chen Yiyue leaned against his chest and spoke softly.
"We're husband and wife. What happens to you is my business too."
"I'm happy that I can share some of your burden."
"Promise me you'll definitely wait for me."
Yang Lingtian held her tightly, as though he wanted to knead her into his very flesh.
"I promise." Chen Yiyue placed a gentle kiss on his lips.
"I'm going into seclusion too." Yang Lingtian looked at her as he spoke.
"Zhan Tian Sect could attack at any moment. I have to break through to the Divine Lord Realm as quickly as possible."
"Only then will we have a sliver of hope."
"Go." Chen Yiyue nodded.
"I'll pray for you in my heart."
Yang Lingtian said no more and released Chen Yiyue.
He entered the Chaos Bead and arrived at the secret chamber where he would enter seclusion.
As the heavy stone door slowly closed,
he was completely cut off from the outside world.
This time, if he did not succeed, he would die trying.
As for Chen Yiyue, she chose to leave the Chaos Sacred Sect and find a hidden place to enter death seclusion.
Just as Yang Lingtian and the entire Chaos Sacred Sect entered a state of frenzied cultivation in seclusion,
the distant Zhan Tian Sect in the Central Continent was swept by an unprecedented, sky-raging