Bai Feiyu, who had sealed gods throughout the Thirty-Six Mortal Worlds.
The Divine Sovereign who commanded a million gods.
The Sword Immortal of peerless brilliance in his previous life.
Now knelt in the River of Time like a stray dog.
Despair and sorrow surrounded him, his self-denial so deep that the River of Time was about to swallow him.
If he truly let the River of Time swallow him, Bai Feiyu would be lost within it forever.
Bai Feiyu, who had always seen most clearly, taken things most lightly, and believed in destiny, was now the most broken of them all.
When Leng Qingsong arrived at the River of Time from Chaos and saw Bai Feiyu mired in self-reproach, willingly dissolving into the river, he had no time to think further.
Leng Qingsong stepped forward and hauled Bai Feiyu up with one hand. Looking at the Fourth Junior Brother with whom he had once spent every day, he suppressed his fury and asked, "Where is Elder Brother?"
Bai Feiyu let Leng Qingsong lift him. Seeing Leng Qingsong dressed all in black, he stared at him with eyes full of deathly stillness and said, "I don't know. I don't understand. I don't comprehend why things turned out like this."
His answer had nothing to do with the question, yet it seemed to say everything.
Seeing Bai Feiyu give up on himself to such an extent only made Leng Qingsong's anger flare higher.
Smack!
A crisp slap rang out, and Bai Feiyu's handsome, gentle face instantly became red and swollen.
Beside himself with rage, Leng Qingsong raised his hand and slapped Bai Feiyu across the face, shouting, "I'm asking you where Elder Brother is!"
The slap seemed to wake Bai Feiyu. Looking at Leng Qingsong before him, he came to his senses.