It was Lu Xueqi.
With her pure Dao heart and love, she erected a barrier around Li Xiaoyu's soul, which was on the verge of being devoured by darkness.
Li Xiaoyu's body jolted violently.
Clarity flashed through his eyes, which had been consumed by confusion and pain.
That was right—he still had her.
He still had the woman who would never abandon him, no matter what he became.
How could he let her down?
How could he leave her alone to face this storm-tossed world?
He let out a roar from the depths of his soul.
His withered soul erupted with light at that moment.
An even more powerful, harmonious aura burst forth from his body.
"Break!"
With an angry roar, the black chains coiled around his soul melted away like ice and snow the instant they touched the light.
The Dao heart riddled with cracks was completely healed at that moment as well.
And it became even more steadfast than before.
Li Xiaoyu slowly opened his eyes.
Golden light flashed within them before they returned to clarity.
Looking at the white-robed woman before him, her face filled with concern, he revealed an apologetic smile.
"Xueqi."
He murmured softly.
"I'm sorry for making you worry."
Lu Xueqi looked at him, tears welling in her eyes.
She said nothing. She merely reached out and held him tightly.
As though she wanted to meld him completely into her body.
The campfire crackled, illuminating the two faces leaning against each other.
Li Xiaoyu rested against Lu Xueqi's shoulder, feeling the reassuring presence she carried. The turmoil in his heart caused by the inner demon gradually subsided.
He had never been so weak, nor had he ever felt so safe.
"Just now, I..."
Li Xiaoyu's voice was slightly hoarse as he tried to