Demon Realm
[He ruined himself like this because of me...]
[So... in my past life... he loved me so deeply...]
She stole a glance at Fu Shiyan beside her.
Fu Shiyan was intently watching the departing figure, her long silver hair swaying gently in the air, a complex light flashing in her eyes.
Qian Renxue looked at him, a sudden impulse welling up inside her, a desire to tell him—
[That's you... the one who gave everything for me, that's you...]
She opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
She lowered her eyes, her heart filled with bitterness.
He doesn't know... he knows nothing...
The scene before my eyes gradually blurred and then disappeared.
When Qian Renxue could see her surroundings again, she found herself standing above a magnificent palace.
Temple of Destruction.
Below, Fu Shiyan, the God of Destruction, sat on the steps in front of the palace, staring blankly into the distance.
His long silver-white hair had become messy, his clothes were rumpled, his face was covered with stubble, and he looked extremely decadent.
Tang San stood behind him, his brows furrowed, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to begin.
Xiao Wu stood beside Tang San, her eyes red-rimmed, occasionally wiping them secretly.
Ning Rongrong stood aside, looking at Fu Shiyan's appearance with heartache in her eyes.
"This can't go on," Ning Rongrong said softly. "Master... he's been like this ever since his wife left. He doesn't eat or drink, he doesn't speak, he just sits there. If this continues, he'll break down."
Tang San sighed, his voice hoarse:
"I know. But what can I do? I've tried countless times, and every time I talk to him, he ignores me."
Xiao Wu wiped her eyes and choked out:
"Third Brother, can't you think of another way? Master... he looks so pitiful..."
Tang San was silent for a moment, then shook his head:
"I... I really don't know what to do."
Ning Rongrong bit her lip, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes, before speaking:
"Third Brother, I have an idea."
Tang San turned to look at her:
"What are your thoughts?"
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath and slowly said:
"The death of my master's wife was due to that ominous aura. That aura certainly couldn't be possessed by just that level 140 Demon King. It might have come from an even more powerful being."
Tang San frowned slightly:
You mean...?
Ning Rongrong nodded and continued:
"If we can find the owner of that ominous aura, is it possible to remove the ominous aura from my master's wife? Also, beyond the Divine Realm, there is the universe and the starry sky. Could there be other places there that possess the method to resurrect gods?"
Tang San's eyes suddenly lit up.
He strode up to Fu Shiyan, knelt down, looked at his master's empty face, and said, word by word:
"Master, did you hear that? Your wife's death was caused by that ominous aura. The owner of that aura must still be somewhere. If we can find him, perhaps we can remove the ominous aura from your wife and bring her back to life!"
Fu Shiyan's body stiffened abruptly.
He slowly raised his head and looked at Tang San, a glimmer of light gradually appearing in his empty eyes.
"What... what did you say?"
His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.
Tang San was overjoyed and quickly said:
"I say, there's still hope for Master's wife! As long as we can find the owner of that ominous aura, as long as we can find a way to resurrect the gods, Master's wife will definitely come back to life!"
Fu Shiyan's lips began to tremble.
He suddenly stood up, his eyes shining:
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! There must be a way! There must be a way to bring Xiao Xue back to life!"
He paced back and forth, clenching and unclenching his fists, his whole body trembling with excitement.
"That aura... the owner of that aura... must be in the Abyss Demon Realm! It must be that Demon Venerable! Only he possesses such power!"
He abruptly stopped, a resolute glint in his eyes.
"I'm going to the Abyss Demon Realm."
Tang San's expression changed drastically:
"Master, it's too dangerous for you to go alone! I'll go with you..."
"Need not."
Fu Shiyan interrupted him, her voice low and firm:
"I'll go alone. You all stay here and wait for me to come back."
He raised his head and looked at Tang San, his eyes regaining their light.
"Xiao San, take good care of your teacher's wife."
Tang San opened his mouth, as if to say something, but ultimately nodded:
"Yes, Master."
Fu Shiyan nodded, her figure transforming into a purple streak of light and instantly disappearing from the spot.
Tang San looked in the direction where his master had disappeared, and his expression changed drastically:
"Oh no! Master... could he have gone straight to the Abyss Demon Realm?!"
Ning Rongrong's expression also changed:
"Given Master's current state... he might really..."
"Chase!"
Tang San gritted his teeth and, with a flash, chased after the direction where Fu Shiyan had disappeared.
But how could his speed compare to Fu Shiyan's?
In the blink of an eye, the purple streak of light disappeared into the horizon.
In the void, Qian Renxue, who was watching from the sidelines, saw this scene and tears welled up in her eyes again.
[So... he loved me so deeply...]
[So... in my past life, he ruined himself into this state of despair for my sake...]
[Really... he doesn't look like him at all...]
She stole a glance at Fu Shiyan beside her.
Fu Shiyan was intently watching the disappearing purple streak of light, her brows furrowed, her lips pressed together, and a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.
Qian Renxue looked at him, a warm feeling welling up in her heart.
[Will he be like he was in his past life...?]
She didn't dwell on it, quickly averting her gaze and refocusing on the scene before her.
The scene before my eyes gradually blurred and then disappeared.
When Qian Renxue could see her surroundings again, she found herself standing in a strange space.
Everything was black.
Black sky, black earth, black mountains, black rivers.
Strangely, even though everything was black, she could clearly see every corner within her field of vision.
That strong, nauseating, ominous odor permeated the air, making it hard to breathe.
"This is... the Abyss Demon Realm?"
Qian Renxue murmured to herself.
She turned to look at Fu Shiyan beside her.
Fu Shiyan was intently staring down below, her long, silvery-white hair swaying gently in the air, her brows furrowed.
Qian Renxue followed his gaze.
Below, the God of Destruction, Fu Shiyan, is engaged in a fierce battle with two Demon Emperors.
The two Devil Emperor, one of whom was the Slaughter Heaven Devil Emperor, whom they had met in the Divine Realm before, and the other was a tall man with a cold face, a blood-red demonic mark on his forehead, and blood-red mist Entanglement him.