The Flower of Creation drifted on the wind, and wherever its petals passed, the world burst back to life.
Except for...
On the ground, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong lay quietly. Their divine armor, divine bodies, and divine artifacts had all shattered. At this moment, they did not have even a shred of strength left to resist.
The battle... was over.
"Lin Ya... you won..." Qian Renxue said with some difficulty.
She looked at Lin Ya before her, her eyes filled with helplessness. "If I hadn't gone undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire back then, and had met you earlier... would our ending have been different...?"
Qian Renxue recalled that night again.
She had said she was willing to marry Lin Ya, so long as he was willing to pass the throne to their child. But Lin Ya had refused.
At the time, Qian Renxue had not understood why Lin Ya refused.
Later, when she looked back on her life, she realized that what she owed Lin Ya was the lives of his two older brothers.
Looking at Qian Renxue like this, Lin Ya sighed. "Perhaps. If I hadn't been the Fifth Prince, and if we had met a few years earlier, perhaps I would have agreed to the condition you proposed back then."
Unfortunately, there were no ifs.
Upon hearing Lin Ya's answer, Qian Renxue said nothing more and slowly closed her eyes.
The Angel God... had fallen.
Seeing Qian Renxue close her eyes, Bibi Dong beside her spoke her final words as well:
"Lin Ya, I ask one thing of you. Spare the remaining people of Spirit Hall. I killed all of Spirit Hall's upper ranks. Those few people left can no longer threaten you. Spare them, and consider it doing one last good deed for me."
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