Divine Realm, East, floating islands appeared out of thin air one after another, descending upon the eastern lands.
Upon the many floating islands, the powerful figures of the Mortal Realm stood silently, their eyes filled with sorrow that could not be dispelled.
The Lord of the Mortal Realm had fallen in battle. The masterless Mortal Realm could no longer see any hope.
On the foremost floating island, Qing Ling's beautiful eyes had lost all color. No grief was greater than a heart that had died; as Fate-Knower's aura vanished, the last thread binding her heart snapped as well.
Beside her, tears fell drop by drop from Yin'er's eyes, yet she did not dare disturb the woman before her.
Not far away, the powerful figures from within the realm all looked toward Qing Ling, their expressions incomparably grave.
When it came to devotion, no one's bond with Fate-Knower ran deeper than Miss Qing Ling's. They had met and come to know one another in their youth, remaining together for a thousand years. Their feelings had long surpassed anything words could describe.
Ten steps away, Changling Venerable Lady gazed at the Mortal Realm, murderous intent impossible to conceal in her eyes.
Lord of Darkness!
In the silent scene, no one dared utter a word. Fate-Knower's death in battle had dealt far too great a blow to everyone.
After an unknown length of time, a ripple finally appeared in Qing Ling's lifeless eyes. Turning back to look at Nu Chang ten steps away, she said, "Venerable Lady, I'll leave this place to you."
Hearing this, Changling Venerable Lady's expression tightened. "What are you going to do?"
"Accompany him."
Qing Ling spoke softly, then stepped away.
Yin'er's expression changed, and she moved to chase after her.
"Let her go."
Changling Venerable Lady reached out