I Am Willing to Trust You!

The remnants of Luo Hongyan's humanity dissipated like a wisp of light smoke.

The instant she appeared in this world, Pang Jian personally snuffed out her possibility of survival. From then on, she ceased to exist.

The final smile of joyful contentment that appeared on her beautiful face was etched deep into Pang Jian's soul, never to fade for the rest of his life.

"Sorry..."

Within the radiant sea of soul consciousness, Pang Jian's desolate, disappointed voice echoed again and again.

Every word brimmed with helplessness.

The sharp blade Spectral Firefly carried many secret soul arts and continued to spray dazzling sword light outward, causing the divine spark forged by that foreign dominator with Purgatory's fortune to shatter even faster.

The divine spark fell from above like shards of ice crystal.

Below, the black-canopied boat sailing through this bright sea of depths sped about, gathering the shattered fragments of the divine spark from every direction.

The profound truths of the Great Dao encompassing the four laws of light, death, life, and ice became countless flickering motes of memory. Through the black-canopied boat formed from Pang Jian's divine consciousness, they poured into Pang Jian's mind.

Without Pang Jian needing to deliberately commit them to memory, they naturally became imprints upon his memories.

Yet Luo Hongyan's aura was gradually diluted throughout the process.

Pang Jian tried sensing with his soul, yet still could not distinguish whether those scattered fragments of will belonged to Luo Hongyan's divine consciousness or to the humanity that had grown within Purgatory's heavens and earth.

"Goodbye, little Pang Jian."

"Goodbye."

Luo Hongyan's final words echoed repeatedly through Pang Jian's sea of heart, leaving Pang Jian's body in the outside real world rigid and utterly motionless.

A long, long time later.

"I'm sorry. I truly didn't dare gamble."

Pain