The Vessel of Will

An indescribable grief engulfed Lu Ye, body and soul alike. It felt as though he was about to lose something immensely important.

This feeling did not come from his own heart, but from the identity of Ye Liu.

He tried to pull his hand away, yet no matter what he did, he could not free it.

Ye Liuli was not gripping his hand with much force, yet their palms were fused together as firmly as if they had been cast from the same mold.

"Let go!"

Ye Liuli looked up at him. Her little face was covered in tears, but she merely shook her head gently, a smile blooming across her face. "Sixth Brother, I can't hold on any longer. I'm glad I was able to wait for you. This is also the last thing I can do for you. Sixth Brother's road ahead is still very long. You must keep walking it, always!"

The flames enveloping them slowly drew back and gradually vanished.

As the flames faded, Ye Liuli's entire body became illusory and translucent.

She rose and slowly turned around, gazing at the newly risen sun. She let out a soft sigh, filled with lingering attachment.

The clothes covering her upper body slipped gently down, revealing her translucent, smooth back.

Lu Ye looked up, and his pupils contracted. The birthmark on Ye Liuli's back had changed. At first glance, it had originally resembled a centipede baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, sprawled across her back. Its shape was exactly the same as the Heavenly Chasm in the Far North, differing only in size.

But now, many profound patterns had appeared around the birthmark. Those patterns accorded with the laws of heaven. One glance from Lu Ye gave him an immense shock.

"This is..." Lu Ye had a