The final tribulation bolt struck the ground.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed.
Sunlight pierced the clouds in shafts of light, shining down upon the sea.
Bai Ruxue walked across the sea, one step at a time.
Her body was covered in wounds, and the blood at the corner of her mouth had dried. The True Dragon Essence Blood within her was repairing her flesh, which had been mangled until white bone showed through.
Watching Bai Ruxue walk toward her, the whisk-bearing woman couldn't help but sigh.
Just moments ago, Bai Ruxue had charged straight into the sky and truly shielded Xiao Mo's soul, allowing his spirit to return to the cycle of reincarnation.
The price was that Bai Ruxue had nearly perished, her soul scattered to the winds.
When Bai Ruxue reached the whisk-bearing woman, she passed right by her as if she hadn't seen her.
The whisk-bearing woman turned and watched Bai Ruxue's retreating figure. Then she spoke:
"Although you saved Xiao Mo's soul, this reincarnation has ultimately gone against the Laws of the Great Dao. His rebirth could still fail, and even if it succeeds, no one knows how long it will take.
Ruxue, how many years will you spend searching for him?
In this vast sea of people, will you even be able to find him?"
The white-haired woman stopped. "Whether it takes a hundred years, a thousand, or ten thousand, I'll keep looking."
The whisk-bearing woman shook her head. "You'll be searching for a very, very long time."
The white-haired woman took another step, her skirts swaying as she walked on. Her voice drifted back over her shoulder:
"I don't care."
After leaving the North Sea,
Bai Ruxue let her body's instincts guide her flight.
Her mind was a blank, and she didn't even