Painting Her Brows

"I've heard enough of this song."

Zhuang Chenggan spoke softly in the endless darkness.

"I don't have much time left to spend with you."

For a moment, his voice was impossibly gentle.

But when he turned his gaze away, his resolve was absolute.

As his gaze shifted, the singing figure vanished, along with the willow trees and the light.

"This world... is interesting."

Zhuang Chenggan spoke calmly, his voice already cold.

From beginning to end, he had never truly fallen under the Heart-Questioning Tribulation. He had merely let himself linger in its warmth for a moment!

Now, he took a step forward.

The endless darkness began to retreat, seemingly afraid of his might.

Light returned to heaven and earth, and the wilderness stretched wide and empty.

The woman's voice from the mirror world did not appear again.

Because Zhuang Chenggan had not truly overcome the Heart-Questioning Tribulation.

He had shattered it!

Inside the Heaven-Connecting Palace.

The Longing sword spirit slashed at the Underworld Candle, whose faint flame flickered here and there. One pursued while the other fled, darting up and down through the ancient, lofty Heaven-Connecting Palace.

The Underworld Candle did not fight back, but the sword spirit seemed unable to destroy it completely.

At one moment, Jiang Wang's Divine Soul returned to the Heaven-Connecting Palace. He seized the sword spirit and immediately unleashed Old General's Twilight, his strike exceptionally decisive as it went straight for the Underworld Candle!

He had seized the initiative with the Red Makeup Mirror precisely to destroy the treasure that sheltered Zhuang Chenggan and secure his advantage.

After overcoming the Heart-Questioning Tribulation, Jiang Wang's Divine Soul had grown stronger than ever before.

With a sword in hand, he seemed capable of cutting down anything. He also drew on the Heaven-Connecting Palace's power to suppress