The Misty Fairy collapsed to her knees before Dang Jin Tian, sobbing uncontrollably. Though she couldn't remember the past, she could sense the difficulties her master had faced from his words.
As Heaven, Dang Jin Tian could be said to possess powers capable of anything.
Yet in the end, for her sake, he had given up the most important thing he had, sacrificing the Heavenly Heart and Heavenly Position just to preserve a wisp of her remnant soul.
The Misty Dao was like a dream, reality like an illusion.
This was an absolute forbidden art of the Misty Dao. Everything the user had would be reduced to nothing. Apart from leaving behind an empty shell, nothing else could ever return.
And the higher the user's cultivation, the less likely they were to come back. The chances of saving them were slim.
She must have had an incredibly high cultivation once. That was why even someone as powerful as Dang Jin Tian had to pay a bloody price to recover a wisp of her remnant soul.
Now, he could no longer leave this world. The world had forsaken him, and if he stepped outside, he would die.
"Qing Yue, don't cry." Dang Jin Tian was young, but his eyes were weary and full of the vicissitudes of age. He had kept this burden hidden in his heart for far too many years.
"Master... I... I'm sorry." The Misty Fairy knelt there, weeping bitterly, her heart aching.
Just moments ago, she had spoken harshly, saying she would never come back and that Dang Jin Tian needn't concern himself with her affairs. Those words must have hurt his heart terribly.
After all, he had loved her dearly as his disciple.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt she had wronged