Level-Limited Summoning

"Is—Is it over?"

Watching Tang San's divine sense completely shatter and disperse in midair, Myriad Demon King widened his eyes, his gaze filled with disbelief.

"It's over." Ye Chenxing let out a long breath as well.

In truth, he knew that because the God Realm had drifted far away and there was no main body to replenish its energy, this stage of Tang San's divine consciousness was at its least dangerous. As long as they were prepared, destroying that wisp of divine consciousness was not impossible. But suddenly facing a final boss of that level, even if it was only a fragment of divine thought left behind by the other party, still placed immense pressure on him.

Specks of golden light drifted down from the sky.

Qian Renxue's figure slowly floated down. As her power gradually faded, her aura fell with it, returning to around Level Thirty.

"Thanks for your hard work, Sister Xue." Ye Chenxing stepped forward to meet her.

Qian Renxue glanced at him and nodded lightly. "Yes, it was very hard."

"—" Ye Chenxing choked on his words.

Qian Renxue was becoming more and more unconventional in the way she spoke.

You were a Heroic Spirit, and once a god at that. Could you really get tired?

Ye Chenxing looked her over from head to toe and asked tentatively, "Then do you want to—replenish your soul?"

Qian Renxue shook her head and said solemnly.

"It's been nine months. I missed you."

Ye Chenxing froze.

"Which book did you learn that from this time?"

"I didn't learn it... I just saw you, and suddenly wanted to say it."

Ye Chenxing had not expected Qian Renxue to start being so straightforward after not seeing him for nine months. Somewhat stiffly, he said,

"Mm—It really has been a long time.