Bo Saixi fell silent for a long time after hearing Su Mo's words.
The sea breeze swept over the eaves of Seaside Cottage, gently lifting her silver hair. Her azure eyes gazed out at the distant sea, turbulent with incredibly complicated emotions.
She had waited for Tang Chen for most of her life.
Tang Chen had promised her that he would return and stand before her openly and honorably.
She had believed him, so she waited.
Year after year, decade after decade, the tides of Sea God Island rose and fell, yet Tang Chen never appeared again.
She had never imagined that Tang Chen had not returned because he could no longer return.
"Lord Su Mo."
Bo Saixi finally spoke, her voice hoarse yet restrained, as though she were using every ounce of strength to crush some immense emotion deep within her chest. "I cannot decide between the two paths you mentioned just yet. I need to see the King of Slaughter with my own eyes before making a decision."
Su Mo said nothing more. He merely rose to his feet and loosely clenched his right hand. The Blood Shadow Sword silently appeared in his palm.
Ripples spread soundlessly through the space before them, revealing a pitch-black spatial rift. He glanced back at Bo Saixi, and she stepped forward to follow him.
The two passed through the spatial rift and arrived atop an abandoned building in Slaughter City.
Dark red poisonous mist, so dense it was nearly tangible, drifted through the streets. The air reeked of rotting corpses and the sickly sweetness of fresh blood.
The entire city resembled a corpse still twitching faintly—its insides had long since rotted away, leaving only its final few nerves spasming meaninglessly.
Bo Saixi stood at the edge of the ruins, looking down at