The journey has no end; may this voyage finally reach the stars. (The end-cue the confetti)

"Aaah!!"

He was still immersed in the terror of Imaginary Space's endless emptiness, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"Kill me! Lin Ye! Kill me if you dare!!" He pounded the ground crazily, his mind on the brink of collapse.

Lin Ye ignored him and simply raised his hand, touching a fingertip to the void.

Emerald-gold motes gathered, forming the figure of the Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin.

She knelt obediently at Lin Ye's feet, her voice gentle and reverent:

"Master."

Tang San jerked his head up. When he saw Ah Yin's face clearly, his pupils shrank to pinpoints!

"Mother?!"

Tang San's voice was filled with disbelief.

Lin Ye flicked his finger again.

A pink figure, illusory yet distinct, fell forlornly onto Lin Ye's other side.

Xiao Wu's true spirit turned into a little rabbit. She hopped over and nuzzled his trouser leg, her voice full of attachment:

"Master..."

"Xiao Wu!!!"

Tang San's eyes nearly split at the corners, instantly flooding with bloodshot veins as he lunged like a wild beast!

"Let them go! Let them go!!" The chains yanked him back viciously, throwing him to the ground.

Lin Ye looked down at the frantically struggling, roaring Tang San, and a cold smile finally curled his lips.

"Do you see clearly now, Tang San?"

"This is your mother, and this is your lover. I am now the only master they recognize."

"You!!" A metallic sweetness surged up Tang San's throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. "Lin Ye! Even as a ghost, I won't let you go!!"

"A ghost?" Lin Ye tilted his head slightly, his gaze indifferent. "Wouldn't that be letting you off far too easily?"

He raised his hand, aiming his palm at Tang San.

An irresistible force seized Tang San's soul by the throat.