After Slaying Their Master, They Faked Her Ascension Every Day? Lin Zhaoyu Clutched Her Sword and Put on a Show, but Otto Saw Through It at a Glance!

"Because she was tired." Tang San's voice came from the God Realm, carrying an unprecedented heaviness. "Fifty thousand years of guardianship, fifty thousand years of loneliness, fifty thousand years of... being misunderstood. Perhaps... she had wanted to rest for a long time."

"So, she chose to fulfill them." Huo Yuhao's voice was choked with emotion. "She fulfilled those disciples' ambitions, fulfilled their 'new era.' With her own death, she gave them their 'freedom.'"

"But were they truly free?" Gu Yuena's voice held a hint of mockery. "After killing their master, could they really live with a clear conscience? Could they truly escape their master's shadow?"

"No." Tang Wulin shook his head. "They would never escape it. Because what they killed was not merely their master, but their own conscience. From that moment on, they would forever live in guilt and fear."

"So this was the truth behind the 'ascension'..." Chang Gongwei's voice trembled. "It was not a daytime ascension, nor heavenly fire and rosy clouds, but a... carefully planned conspiracy to murder their master."

"And Otto..." Lei Xiang's voice was complicated. "He crossed mountains and rivers to reach the Divine Continent, only to be told that the person he sought had already 'ascended.' He did not know that this so-called 'ascension' was actually a murder."

"But he would not give up." A'Dai (Mandun)'s voice was resolute. "He would definitely climb Mount Taixu and uncover the truth. Even if that truth... was crueler than he imagined."

"Crueler?" Hai Long gave a bitter laugh. "What could be crueler than, 'The person you were looking for was killed by her own disciples'?"

"There was." Tian Hen's voice carried deep meaning. "That was—'The person you were looking for was actually still alive.'"

"What?!" Zi's voice was shocked. "Still alive? You mean..."

"Have you forgotten?"