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"Back?"

"Mm."

You followed Luo Yiyi into the cave mansion.

A pot of tea sat on the table. It was warm, clearly brewed some time ago.

You did not touch it.

Luo Yiyi looked up at you.

There was little expression on your face.

But Luo Yiyi's gaze stopped in the depths of your eyes for two breaths, then moved away.

"Did something happen to Canglan Realm?"

Her tone was not heavy.

It was as if she were casually asking whether you were tired from the road.

You picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"It's gone."

Two words.

Luo Yiyi paused slightly after hearing them.

"How is it gone?"

"Gluttony."

You stopped for a breath.

"And greed."

The hall fell quiet for an instant.

The rhythm of Luo Yiyi's breathing changed slightly.

"Two Great Emperors?"

"Two."

Your tone was no different from saying a number.

"Senior Sister Gu left me a thread of divine thought. After recording it, she probably didn't last the time it takes an incense stick to burn."

You reported the names one by one.

As if reading out a list.

Luo Yiyi did not interrupt you.

"The good news is that Su Qingyuan, Ye Chuxue, and Xuanyuan Tian Ji aren't dead."

"I brought them back."

You patted your waist, and the entrance to the Void Realm glowed faintly.

"I'm carrying them with me."

You finished speaking.

Only the occasional faint crackle of lamplight remained in the hall.

Luo Yiyi sat there without saying a single word of comfort.

She was not that kind of person.

Nor did you need those kinds of words.

But you saw one thing.

Luo Yiyi's aura had become disordered.

Only for an instant.

The Spiritual Power Fluctuation around her, steady as a mountain, suddenly seemed stirred by something.

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