Chapter 483

"Good."

Upon hearing this, Immortal Venerable Zhi Ming was immediately delighted. "Very well, let's pack up and prepare some treasures as a gift for our meeting with Ziwei!"

After witnessing Xiao Minghuang kill Immortal Venerable Wu Chang, they dared not treat him as a junior, but rather as an elder of the same generation whose strength was far greater than their own!

"Good."

Void Bright Immortal Venerable responded softly, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Soon.

The two collected some treasures, including some extremely precious Chaos Rare Treasure, but none of them were Immortal Dao Supreme Treasure.

After all, if they truly possessed Immortal Dao Supreme Treasure, they wouldn't have gone to such lengths to scheme and plot against it.

Void Bright Immortal Venerable packed all the treasures into a storage bag and handed it to Immortal Venerable Zhi Ming. The two then walked hand in hand to the edge of the world.

Here, the void twists and turns, cracks spring up everywhere, and a desolate and vast aura faintly emanates from it.

"Sister, shall we go now?" Immortal Venerable Zhi Ming, slightly excited.

"Um."

Void Bright Immortal Venerable nodded.

Then.

She let go of her sister's hand.

"Elder sister?"

Immortal Venerable Zhi Ming was puzzled and somewhat uneasy.

Void Bright Immortal Venerable Xuming smiled at her and said gently, "Sister, take care."

"Elder sister?!"

Immortal Venerable Zhi Ming was stunned. "You want me to walk alone?"

Then, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

She fell to her knees in mid-air with a thud, hugged the legs of the Void Bright Immortal Venerable, and cried, "Sister, are you abandoning me...?"

Void Bright Immortal Venerable remained silent.

She reached out her right hand and stroked the beautiful hair of the Immortal Venerable Zhi Ming, a hint of reluctance flickering in her eyes, but she could only cruelly push her away. "Silly girl..."

"This matter arose because of me, so I should bear the responsibility."

She slowly closed her eyes, a wave of sorrow washing over her.

Immortal Venerable Zhi Ming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jumped up, hugged his sister's waist, and cried out and roared.

"We're not leaving!"

"We're not leaving!"

"I'll stay with you, sister, we're not leaving..."

She held her sister tightly, unwilling to let go, her tears soaking the hem of the Void Bright Immortal Venerable's skirt.

"Be a good boy..."

Void Bright Immortal Venerable gently patted her back, his voice as gentle as water.

"Waaaaah, no, I don't want to!"

Immortal Venerable Zhi Ming cried out, shaking his head desperately, "Sister, I beg you, please don't leave me alone!"

"Sigh..." Void Bright Immortal Venerable sighed softly, "You're so old, yet you still act like a child."

She didn't try to persuade her anymore, and just held her younger sister in her arms.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Immortal Venerable Zhi Ming gradually calmed down, sobbing a few times, seemingly having regained his composure.

Let's go.

The Void Bright Immortal Venerable looked at her, his voice filled with pity.

Immortal Venerable Zhi Ming raised his head, his swollen eyes glistening with tears.

"Sister, wait for me!"

She spoke softly, then turned and stepped into the dark crevice.

She left, leaving behind a lonely, beautiful figure.

After a long while.

"Phew~"

Void Bright Immortal Venerable gently exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Then, she opened her eyes, a resolute glint in them.

Then, she took out a jade flute, put it to her lips, and began to play.

The sound of the flute was clear, melodious, and ethereal, like a spring breeze caressing the entire devastated land.

In an instant.

Spring returns to the earth, and all things revive.

Top of the Sky.

A towering mountain rises above the clouds, hundreds of millions of feet high, seemingly holding up the universe, dimming the sun and moon, and causing countless celestial birds and beasts to tremble at its feet.

"Boom--!"

Suddenly, the giant peak trembled, and a rock fell down, shattering a section of the mountain range.

Beneath the giant peak lies a vast lake, its surface a clear, deep green, its waters rippled and shrouded in mist, exuding a rich, exotic fragrance.

This is the Celestial Pool!

Legend has it that every drop of water contains immense Immortal Qi, enough to surpass a thousand years of cultivation!

Further down from the Immortal Pool.

The scenery suddenly changed drastically, completely opposite to the enchanting fairyland on the ground. It was a desolate wasteland, littered with rocks and devoid of any vegetation, resembling a wasteland.

Deep inside, lay a massive skeleton, its white bones mangled and grotesque, with broken ribs visible.

It sits there as if it has existed since time immemorial, and the vicissitudes of time have never diminished its power!

Around it, countless corpses were piled up, some still with flesh and blood, others already turned into bones, but no living people were to be seen!

In the silence, a strange sound suddenly rang out.

A glimmer of pure white light appeared, and in this desolate and terrifying space, this radiance seemed especially holy and flawless, making people feel close to it.

But this glimmer of light grew brighter and brighter, eventually transforming into a bright moon hanging over this desolate and dead land.

The bright, clear light shone down, illuminating all directions and dispelling the endless gloom.

"Wu Chang... is dead."

A clear and gentle voice rang out in the desolate land, carrying a sense of compassion.

The next moment.

A young man in a green robe appeared. He had a handsome face, long eyebrows, a slender figure, and a refined demeanor.

His gaze pierced through the layers of mist, fixed on the bright, full moon, a look of reminiscence in his eyes. "I remember, the first time I saw him, he was just a seven or eight-year-old child, surrounded by a group of savage beasts... He was incredibly resilient; even after losing a leg, he never gave up hope..."

"Sigh, I actually quite like him..."

The young man in blue sighed softly, a hint of melancholy appearing on his face.

"Are you going to avenge him?"

A clear and gentle voice emanated from within the full moon.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, the dead are gone, beyond remembrance... Who was Wu Chang?"

The young man in the green robe had a calm expression, as if he had completely forgotten this old friend from long ago.

"... Qinglan, can you please try to correct this forgetfulness?"

As the voice rang out, a figure emerged from the pile of bones. He was burly, but his skin was as white as a dead man's.

"What did you say? I don't remember."

"It's just like that," said Qinglan, the young man in the green robe, calmly.

"You're a complete idiot!"

The pale figure shouted loudly.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Another crimson figure appeared from the void, and hurriedly said, "Don't take advantage of my forgetfulness!"

"What are you talking about? I don't remember..."

"Alright, alright, it's a rare opportunity for us all to get together, let's stop with this nonsense."

Instantly.

One after another, figures appeared, some illusory, some real, some hazy, all kinds of things.

Some of them are male.

Some of them are women.

Or older.

Or perhaps young.

Some of them weren't even human-shaped.

However, without exception, they were all shrouded in a hazy halo, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Soon.

Under the bright moonlight, twelve figures gathered here.

The next moment.

The bright, full moon suddenly trembled and transformed into a slender, exquisitely beautiful figure.

She was draped in silver gauze, ethereal as smoke, with jet-black hair flowing like a waterfall, and her fair and delicate skin faintly glowing. Her features were exquisite and perfect, as if she were an immortal descended to earth, breathtakingly beautiful.

The moment she appeared, the whole world suddenly brightened up.

"Gentlemen, it's been a long time!"

The woman in silver veil chuckled softly, her gaze sweeping across the entire room, and spoke in a low voice.

"Long time no see, Second Sister."

A young man with white hair and a youthful face bowed slightly.

The others also greeted him.

"Second sister, where is eldest brother?"

Someone asked.

He is still asleep.

The woman in silver gauze's lively expression turned serious, and she said slowly, "There are three things I wanted to discuss with everyone here today."

She looked around and slowly began to speak.

"First of all, as everyone knows, the Immortal Sealing Scroll was recently released, and Wu Chang, Xu Ming, and Zhi Ming took the opportunity to escape. However, news has just come that Wu Chang... has perished."

When the woman in the silver veil finished speaking, everyone fell silent, a strange sense of sorrow spreading through the air.

"Wu Chang was a good boy, what a pity."