After saying those words, Gu Changze could no longer hold himself upright.
His Dao Foundation had long since shattered, and his divine soul had been burned to tatters. The lingering eighth-tier spiritual essence within him could have barely sustained a last thread of life, but after suffering grievous injuries and then destroying his own Dao Foundation, his oil had run dry. The lamp went out, and all ties came to an end.
At that moment, his Immortal Sense collapsed with a thunderous crash, and his ruined body disintegrated inch by inch. Nothing could save him now.
In his final lingering instant, Gu Changze gazed tenderly at the Fragrant Consort, sleeping eternally in his arms. Then he glanced at Gu Rui, unconscious and insensible on the ground. The bitterness in his eyes softened into a smile of acceptance.
"In this life, I, Gu Changze, failed myself, failed love, and failed the Dao. My heart is full of remorse, yet I suppose I have no regrets."
Gu Changze died.
Both the Fragrant Consort and Gu Changze had ascended to the eighth-tier Three Stars Water Fruit Status, their bodies steeped in the resonance of the Dao. Even after their deaths and the dissolution of their cultivation, their flesh was far beyond anything ordinary.
Two brilliant, dragon-shaped phantoms rose from their remains, one wreathed in pure water, the other shrouded in turbid mist. They entwined in an embrace and sank into the earth of this Three Stars Water Fruit Status heavenly grotto.
A rumble shook the earth. Within moments, two intertwining mountain ranges rose inside the heavenly grotto, nestled together in an embrace.
Yet one mountain range faced east, and the other faced west.
Perhaps the one the Fragrant Consort had loved devotedly all her life was still the Dragon Monarch.
With Gu Changze