But the light orbs did not stop quivering. They merged and split, forming yet another scene.
It was Yun Huanling's life...
Then, within the Memory-Dust Tower, Su Jiu saw the lives of Silver Snow and Chu Luohen as well.
She saw clearly everything each of them had done for her...
The scenes finally vanished completely before Su Jiu, but she did not choose to leave immediately...
Su Jiu stood in the darkness for a long time, her eyes closed, scenes from the past flashing through her mind.
She knew perfectly well that her emotional root had long since been uprooted, yet she did not know why a dull ache still lingered in her chest. She could not ignore it, and it had driven her here to seek the truth behind everything.
For one fleeting instant, she found herself unable to distinguish Su Jiu from Shuang Jiu.
By rights, Su Jiu was merely a forgotten stretch of her past in the mortal world. Yet now that she remembered it, that great dream still felt far too vivid, far too difficult to forget.
So, could some things truly fade with the passage of time?
She could not give a definite answer. Even as a deity, she faced this question with considerable uncertainty.
Deities had no hearts, yet they did not seem quite as heartless as the world imagined.
Su Jiu opened her palm, and a sphere of shimmering, iridescent light appeared upon it.
The sphere illuminated the cramped space, but she paid no attention to the surroundings its light revealed. Her gaze remained fixed entirely on the small world within it.
That small world was the Azure Realm, where she had lived for so long.
Without the Demon Realm's interference, the Azure Realm had indeed returned to its former state... No, to