Torrential rain shrouded heaven and earth.
A woman dressed in white knelt alone where she was.
Rain poured down like a waterfall, beating fiercely against her body and soaking her silver-white hair through.
Her golden, slit-pupil eyes were hollow and still as she stared blankly at the scale in her palm.
She knelt motionless, as if time itself had ended for her.
It seemed she had completely lost any reason to keep living.
The many cultivators hovering high in the sky all turned their eyes toward Feng Qianqiu.
At that moment, Daoist Tianqiong was also watching Bai Ruxue.
At last, Feng Qianqiu extended his arm and swept it forward decisively, his face expressionless. "Kill her!"
As soon as Feng Qianqiu gave the order, all the cultivators sprang into action, intent on wiping Bai Ruxue out on the spot.
Daoist Tianqiong and Feng Qianqiu, both in the Ascension Realm, also charged at Bai Ruxue.
A flicker of regret crossed Daoist Tianqiong's heart.
After this true dragon died, her body would likely have to be divided among the others.
But fortunately, with their help—especially Feng Qianqiu's—Bai Ruxue had no chance of escaping. She was sure to die today!
Actually...
Bai Ruxue didn't seem to want to live at all.
Xiao Mo's soul had been utterly annihilated.
She would never find him again.
If so, what meaning did this world hold for her?
"Xiao Mo. Wait for me a little longer. I'll come join you now."
Bai Ruxue slowly raised her head, her gaze fixed on the direction where Xiao Mo's soul had vanished.
Even though the cultivators had already reached her, her eyes still reflected nothing but the canopy of heaven.
"Roar!"
A dragon's cry shook heaven and earth.
The next moment, in full view of everyone—
The white dragon soared into