Thousands of years had passed, and all that had once been returned before their eyes.
Now, as the two looked back, they could only face one another in silence.
Chen Nianzhi looked deeply at her. In the end, he left behind not a single word before turning and striding eastward.
"Nian..."
Chen Xianyan stood where she was, silently watching his departing back. A thousand words filled her heart, yet in the end, she could only bury them within.
She could only remain there in a daze, as though her soul had been lost.
"Alas, foolish child!"
Just then, the old clan chief emerged, though no one knew when he had arrived.
Looking at Chen Xianyan before him, he sighed and shook his head. Then he said, "He has already attained immortality and the Dao. His mortal ties must naturally be severed."
"You accompanied him for several thousand years, which was already a rare destined bond. Now that immortals and mortals stand apart, I fear only becoming an immortal will allow you to meet again."
"Since your red dust ties have ended, you might as well cultivate diligently. One day, when you ascend to the Immortal Realm, perhaps you may renew your former bond."
As the old clan chief spoke at length, Chen Xianyan's heart trembled faintly.
"Red dust ties severed, red dust ties severed!"
She gathered up the desolation in her heart. As she murmured to herself, her gaze gradually grew resolute. "Ancestor is right. Since our red dust ties have ended, then we shall meet again in the Immortal Realm someday!"
Chen Nianzhi traveled east all the way, and before long, he arrived at the Celestial Star Archipelago.
To his surprise, countless hundreds of millions of cultivators had already gathered outside the Celestial Star Archipelago.
Tens of thousands