An hour later.
Yue Yang had yet to escape the Mirror World, but Peerless Emperor Jueshi's life had reached its end.
Bearing the Divine Mountain on his back, he was still some distance from the Dead Sea. Not far, yet that short stretch had become an insurmountable chasm in his life. Having staked everything to shoulder the Divine Mountain, he fell during the final ten thousand meters... It was not that he had failed to persevere, but that this was simply an impossible task!
With his gravely wounded body, he carried the Divine Mountain, which was constantly dissolving his divine power with the power of laws. Before him, the Dead Sea Guardian Supreme blocked him with all his strength.
Every step drained away his life.
That he had made it this far
was already the greatest, greatest miracle of his life!
"Heaven's mandate is not upon me, Jueshi." Filled with regret, Peerless Emperor Jueshi lowered his head despondently. His shoulders and spine, straining to hold up the Divine Mountain, could no longer bear this unbearable weight of life.
The Divine Mountain crashed to the ground, its edge merely ten thousand meters from the Dead Sea.
The Dead Sea Guardian Supreme, who had resisted with all his strength, had even retreated entirely into the Dead Sea, both knees submerged within it.
But everything, everything, came to an end. The man who had created the greatest miracle could go no further.
"Stone, if there is a next life, the great tree will surely grow beside you, never to part." From beneath the Divine Mountain, Peerless Emperor Jueshi extended a giant hand, as though he still wished to touch the stone statue that had fallen from the mountaintop—to touch Flower Fairy, whose strength and soul had been exhausted, whose entire body had turned