Of the Ten Halls of the Underworld, the Yamas of four halls flew out, heading beyond the Underworld. Temporarily setting aside their duties as Yamas, they returned to the realm.
The divine restriction opened, and the four figures flew out, vanishing from sight.
Before Yama King's Hall, the Red-robed Yama watched the four depart into the horizon. He fell silent and said nothing.
Not far away, a white-robed woman stepped out of Wuchang Hall. Looking at the figure before Yama King's Hall, a glimmer of light flashed through her beautiful eyes.
"Miss Mu, do you regret it?"
At some unknown moment, a lovely figure appeared and spoke softly.
"Regret what?"
Mu Chengxue turned around and looked at the Heavenly Sound Pavilion's chief disciple behind her, her expression calm.
"You chose to cultivate Grand Forgetfulness of Emotion and forget the dust of the past, yet you were willing to give up a hundred years of your life for him. Every choice you make leaves me unable to understand you," Wu Qingying said softly.
"I cultivated Grand Forgetfulness of Emotion because Desolate City needed a second Innate at the time. As for giving up a hundred years..."
Mu Chengxue looked toward the four figures who had vanished into the horizon and said calmly, "Any one of them would have made the same choice. There is nothing strange about it."
"Have you remembered what happened before?" Wu Qingying asked.
"No." Mu Chengxue shook her head.
"Grand Forgetfulness of Emotion will slowly strip away your memories. The more deeply engraved an event or emotion is, the faster it will be forgotten, until you become someone completely without a past. Do you truly not regret it?" Wu Qingying asked solemnly.
"I do not."
Mu Chengxue said calmly, "If I forget, he will tell me again.