Just as the sharp sword tip glowing with white light came within a single centimeter of Qing Mo's heart from behind, Yun Zhiyi suddenly stopped!
Those sweet moments from the past surfaced in her heart again and again, making that mere centimeter feel like an impassable chasm. The divine sword in her hand could not advance even a fraction further!
Holding the gorgeous snow-white divine sword, Yun Zhiyi no longer wore the same cold, heartless expression on her exquisite fair face. Instead, there was obvious struggle and extreme reluctance written across it!
In less than three seconds, Yun Zhiyi's eyes gradually reddened. Two trails of clear tears slowly slid down her cheeks, lending her entire person a different kind of poignant beauty!
Qing Mo, who still had his back to her, did not turn around the instant she stopped. His gaze remained fixed on the magnificent scenery in the distance!
Clang...!
A crisp sound suddenly rang out from behind Qing Mo!
The gorgeous snow-white divine sword slipped from Yun Zhiyi's hand and fell to the ground!
Just as her emotions had reached their peak and she was on the verge of advancing her Unfeeling Dao even further, Yun Zhiyi chose to give up of her own accord at this critical moment!
At that moment, she collapsed onto the ground as if all her vitality had been drained away in an instant. The white skirt that resembled frost and snow was stained a different color by the dirt beneath her!
Yun Zhiyi's eyes were filled with desolation and lifelessness as she felt her Dao Heart shattering and collapsing inch by inch!
Her late Ancient God Realm cultivation, along with the vitality within her originally vast power, now poured out of her at a frantic rate like floodwaters released from a broken