After sacrificing Ning Xi's body in exchange for Li Yang's resurrection, Ning Qingfeng had hurried from the Ning Lineage to Immortal Relic Province without a moment's rest.
The moment she arrived, she saw a group of powerful figures whose juniors Li Yang had killed slinging mud at him. She could not stomach a second of it.
"His sword dao was never born for slaughter. Every swing of his sword was made to protect all the beauty in this world."
Ning Qingfeng descended outside the Void-Slaying Realm and looked at Li Yang, who sat cross-legged in the void.
He had become even more captivating.
After he had fused with the Qianyang Emperor Body, she was a female being who had been intimate with him. No matter how powerful Ning Qingfeng was, she could not change that fact.
Perhaps it was humiliating, perhaps inconceivable, but this young Sword Cultivator had forcibly carved his way into her heart and claimed a place there.
This was not a matter of grooming him, but of mutual affection.
It was just that, like Li Yang, the pages of her romantic life were blank. She did not know how to face these feelings.
At first, she had indeed intended to create a mortalized body to accompany Li Yang, experience all manner of things, and complete her dao heart.
Little by little, his unique personal charisma had won her over, while his sword dao had drawn her in even more deeply.
So much so that an accident like that had happened, forcing her to confront her own heart.
Yet the gulf between their cultivation levels was too vast. She had no idea how to express these feelings openly.
"His dao transcends the opposition between 'protection' and 'destruction.' It has reached the realm of 'proving the dao through killing,