Between Us Across the Void, Her Tears Fell!

Hong Qingcheng merely glanced at them and said nothing. Her gaze remained fixed on the City Lord's Mansion, as if she were waiting for something.

Feng Qingxue gently helped the elderly men to their feet and said softly, "There's no need for such formalities, sir. We were merely passing by and happened to be here."

Her gaze also turned toward the City Lord's Mansion. Her clear eyes held a trace of excitement and anticipation she could barely conceal.

Inside the secret chamber.

Xiao Yang let out a long breath.

The crisis was over.

His father's life had been saved, and so had everyone in the city.

He looked at the two familiar yet unfamiliar figures outside, his heart a jumble of emotions: the joy of reunion, endless questions, and a faint unease at returning home after so long.

He drew a deep breath, knowing he could no longer keep silent.

He had to let them know he was here.

The secret chamber was completely silent.

The Seven Star Lamp's flames had steadied. Its gentle light fell upon Xiao Wuji, sustaining the last of his life force.

Xiao Yang sat cross-legged before the jade platform, yet his heart remained unsettled.

Through the formation's connection, he watched the two stunning figures outside the city without blinking.

One was Hong Qingcheng, clad in purple, her bearing peerless. The majesty of one who commanded the power of thunder filled her brows, and she was as aloof as a goddess from the highest heavens.

The other was Feng Qingxue, whose blue dress flowed like water. Her ethereal eyes held a tenderness that seemed to nourish all things, and she was as pure as an immortal untouched by the mortal world.

They had both changed.

They were stronger and more beautiful than before, and seemed farther