Earth Pavilion.
Seclusion room.
A figure sat cross-legged in silence upon a stone bed. His skin was crystalline like jade, seemingly shimmering with luster, while beneath that jade-like glow, brilliant silver light flickered in and out of view.
At this moment, crimson veins bulged across his face. His brows were tightly furrowed, his teeth clenched, as though he were enduring incomparable agony. A terrifying heat was also gathering within him.
This person was none other than Nu Mou.
His eyes were tightly shut. With every breath, dragon-like roars echoed as he exhaled and inhaled golden flames.
These golden flames seemed like the most terrifying fire in the world, burning anything they touched.
Yet such terrifying flames came from Nu Mou's mouth and enveloped his entire body, blazing fiercely.
The extremely costly robe on his body, impervious to water and fire and capable of resisting soul attacks, was instantly reduced to ashes. As the flames scorched his skin, the immense pain made his body shudder violently.
Yet he did not make a sound.
Gradually, his entire body was burned into black charcoal, and his frame slowly shrank.
In the end, he no longer resembled a complete human figure, all life extinguished.
The entire seclusion room fell into deathly silence.
Outside the seclusion room, Yu Qingxuan's body suddenly went limp. She took something from her Cosmos Sack and spread open her palm, revealing a shattered jade slip.
Yu Qingxuan's eyes widened as she covered her mouth in disbelief.
"M-My husband is dead?!"
"What?" Ling Miao and the other Vice Pavilion Masters of the Water and Earth Pavilions behind her were instantly shocked, staring at Yu Qingxuan in astonishment.
Although the Nirvana Realm was indeed an extremely perilous hurdle that only those with exceptional talent could cross, Nu Mou clearly met that requirement—and