Gu Yuena's Shock

"No~~~"

A shrill, agonizing roar erupted, so saturated with intense, raw emotion that merely hearing it made one's scalp tingle, hair stand on end, and one's soul suffer a violent impact.

It suddenly burst forth, piercing the vast sky.

"Don't, please don't.

Xiao Tian, I was wrong, I understand you now, I can grant all your wishes, I beg you, don't die."

Gu Yuena could clearly feel herself weeping within the dream, a crushing sense of terror and regret pressing down on her like a mountain, her heart gripped so tightly she could barely draw a breath.

Even without knowing the cause or effect, she couldn't help but be moved by the scene, feeling a shared sorrow while secretly harboring confusion.

She had already begun to immerse herself in the role.

"What is happening?"

"What on earth occurred?"

"Who is Xiao Tian?"

"Why does his death leave me in such agonizing despair?"

Upon flying closer, the Silver Dragon suddenly transformed into human form, her trembling hands cradling that shattered head, pulling it tightly into her embrace.

Bean-sized tears dripped down, her grief so extreme that she could not even produce a sound, only soft, choked sobs.

"Is this really necessary?"

Gu Yuena felt even more curious.

At that very moment, the version of her in the vision lowered her head and kissed the barely intact center of the forehead.

However, the moment her lips touched it, she froze.

Then, she witnessed another scene—a final message triggered by the last remnants of the head's divine power.

A young man wearing majestic armor, with handsome features, a dashing posture, and an air of lazy nonchalance, appeared within her consciousness through a divine projection.

The man was lounging in a rocking chair, his hands behind his head, his legs swaying gently to keep the chair rocking in a rhythmic motion.

"It seems I failed in the end.

This world is truly beautiful, with so much good food, beautiful people, and scenery that makes one reluctant to leave.

What a pity, I won't be able to enjoy any of it from now on."

One moment the man was sighing with melancholy and lingering attachment, and the next, he suddenly flared up, his face stern and displeased.

"What did I tell you before?

I told you to run far away, not to return unless I succeeded. Does the vast starry sky really have to be at odds with the Douluo God Realm?

Why didn't you listen?

Do you want to get your bottom spanked again?"

A moment later, his expression softened, his eyes filled with tenderness as he reached out as if to stroke something, though he touched nothing but empty air.

"You, you are still so foolish, you have always been so foolish.

But this time, do not be willful anymore; hurry up and run for your life.

There is little hope for Xue'er and the others to escape, but you are a God King and possess the power of space. As long as you leave the range of the God Realm's divine power and lose its amplification, even Asura and the others won't be able to do anything to you.

My cause has failed, my dreams are shattered, my life is fading, and the traces I left behind will surely be erased.

If there is anything left to prove I once existed, it is only you. Promise me, will you?"

The vision dissipated, leaving Gu Yuena feeling inexplicably hollow.

"He seems quite affectionate."

"His appearance matches my aesthetic, and his talent for creating his own divine position is impressive. If such a person truly existed, perhaps I might really fall for him."

But before she could dwell on it, her body tensed, her claws retracted, and her toes curled so hard they could dig out a three-bedroom apartment. Her entire soul was submerged in a wave of immense shame, and she desperately wished to delete these memories from her own mind.

Because the version of her in the vision had actually summoned a whip, controlled it to aim at her own bottom, and began to strike herself earnestly, one lash at a time.

Furthermore, her expression was filled with nostalgia, a smile playing on her lips.

Exactly twenty lashes, no more, no less. Once finished, as if she had come to a realization, her emotions calmed—at least on the surface—and she said affectionately:

"Master Daddy, these ten lashes are punishment for not listening to you, and the other ten are because I am about to disobey you again."

"Ah, no, wait, what are you doing?"

"Explain this to me, what on earth is 'Master Daddy'?"

"This definitely isn't me; I could never be this love-struck."

"In front of everyone, isn't this too shameful? As a dignified God King, do I not have any face to maintain?"

Gu Yuena felt like she was going insane. A strange sense of shame flooded her soul, her bones felt numb and tingling, and her scalp felt as if it were being electrocuted.

However, the content of the vision did not shift according to her emotions.

The Silver Dragon King turned her head slightly and saw that a large number of other corpses were still floating in the starry sky, though the man's position was the one closest to the God Realm.

With a flick of a finger, a pure stream of life energy shot out from afar, injecting itself into the body of a beautiful woman who had not yet fully perished.

Without waiting for her to wake, he flipped his wrist, and vast spatial energy surged forth, opening a portal across the void to send her away.

"She will prove your existence, as for me..."

Following that soft murmur, the next voice suddenly roared, saturated with intense hatred, intense fury, and intense madness.

"Whether I live or die is irrelevant; I only want you all to die. I want every single one of you to be buried with Xiao Tian.

Without him, whether this world exists or not is of no consequence."

"No, stop her!"

Someone shouted in terror.

But Silver Dragon King did not even glance their way; her figure suddenly vanished, and when she reappeared, she had already reverted to her true form, her four claws digging deeply into the seven-colored sphere—the God Realm.

Then, every inch of her skin lit up with a nine-colored radiance of extreme brilliance.

From her mouth, she spat out a bright silver Dragon Spear and a nine-colored crystal, both releasing immeasurable light.

This radiance rapidly expanded, obscuring all vision, leaving the scene a void of white where nothing could be seen.

"This is..."

"I actually went as far as to self-destruct?"

Gu Yuena froze, her massive dragon face etched with human-like, extreme shock and disbelief.

One must know that gods can reincarnate; as long as a sliver of divine consciousness and power remains, it can be achieved. The more power preserved, the more one inherits after rebirth, making future cultivation smoother.

Only by self-destructing—destroying all divine power, godheads, divine rings, and laws of the divine path—would nothing remain, making even reincarnation impossible.

It meant disappearing from this world entirely.

Gulp!

Gu Yuena could not help but swallow hard.

If her mindset before had been like watching a movie—even with emotional immersion, even though the person in the vision looked and acted exactly like her—she had still viewed herself as an outsider.

She had maintained an instinctive vigilance, finding it suspicious that a dignified God King would dream, perhaps suspecting someone was plotting against her.

But at this moment, a massive shock stirred up turbulent waves in the deepest part of her heart.

Because she clearly recognized that she was, in truth, somewhat cowardly; the side of her that was insane had been entirely partitioned off to Golden Dragon King, and this rational half would instinctively calculate risks and consequences.

She, who should never have done something so deranged, had sacrificed her life without hesitation for the sake of one person.

She was moved; what kind of emotion could that possibly be? To make a person completely forget the terror of life and death?