Lan Duo'er and the Demon King walked toward each other, raising both pairs of hands to their foreheads and pressing their palms together. They slowly drew closer, slowly merged, until at last they became one.
At that moment, sunlight leaped above the sea and shone upon the earth. The ghosts beside them cheered and danced for joy, and their cries sounded so sweet to the ear.
They had succeeded, merging into one and giving birth to a new life that could possess the entire world.
"Ha ha..."
Lan Duo'er threw back his head and let out a long cry. But suddenly, his heart hurt terribly.
For he had drawn the Jade Spring Sword from behind his back, slowly pressed it against his chest, and slowly driven it in. A stream of blood ran down the blade, staining the snow-covered earth blue.
Through the haze, the surrounding scenery shifted, and he seemed to see a great hand, his master's, arranging another lifetime of reincarnation for him.
"Since you refuse Dao Integration, go and fight. Fight for your lives. Let us see which of you can win that struggle, which of you can obtain the Origin Realm."
Snow-white immortal robes fluttered. A white-haired old man wore a golden crown, holding a ball of golden light in one hand and blue light in the other. He waved them into the void before him, his eyes plotting a grand game of chess.
"Since you want her, I shall give her to you. But I, the emperor, am fair to you two brothers..."
Lan Duo'er slowly closed his eyes. Who knew how much time passed? In the Origin Realm, blue seas had become mulberry fields, and the stars had wheeled through the heavens.
One day, a bamboo basket floated down a river. In this lifetime,