On the Old Snowfield, an icy land at the far northern edge, two best friends sat together. It was hard to imagine that they were already the strongest beings in this world.
Like old classmates reuniting many years after graduation, they ought to have been drinking and chatting merrily, yet they wept in silence.
Chen Qiye sent his divine sense into the flower bud. Within it was a world, sealing away the one he loved.
The girl lay quietly amid tranquility. She still wore white, and her face remained unchanged, without a trace of worldly dust. She was as beautiful as ever, but her eyes were gently closed, and a faint sorrow flowed through her peaceful stillness. Her three thousand strands of black hair had turned white, like late snow, adding a touch of lifeless desolation.
Chen Qiye withdrew and carefully tucked the flower bud into his embrace. He could not wake Lu Junchu now, because the one who had sealed her was the Ruthless Great Emperor...
"Only Little Nannan could have done it. Lu Junchu's cultivation broke through too quickly—so quickly that we all thought she was about to attain the Dao and become an Emperor..."
"Her three thousand strands of hair turned white overnight, and she broke through overnight as well. After that, she soared straight toward the Third Immortal Realm, Dao Severing..."
"She did not sever against the current. She simply stepped into the Half-Saint Realm, the Saint Realm, the Great Saint Realm... If her obsession had not been so deep, she might truly have attained the Dao!"
"Isn't that terrifying?"
"She said she did not sever against the current because she feared that if she did, she would gradually forget the person she refused to forget!"
"She said that even if you truly died, wherever you