The Papal Palace.
Unaware that two great Deities had already arranged everything for him, Lin Qian remained unconscious.
Five years of affection, a dream shattered in a single day-the blow had been considerable indeed.
In truth, with his hidden peerless martial arts, he could easily have detained the Silver Dragon King, who carried lingering injuries. But the conflict between Soul Beasts and humans was not so easily resolved.
Imprisoning the body was easy; untying the knots in the heart was hard, especially with someone possessing the strength of a God King like the Silver Dragon King. Without the ability to turn heaven and earth around, it was better to let go for now and discuss it another day.
Still in the Papal Palace, Gu Yuena had smooth, flowing silver hair and beauty that could topple cities and kingdoms, but her purple eyes were cold as ice, her words sharp as knives.
"Is that all you're capable of? Breaking through the Divine Realm's shackles... a fool's dream..."
"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west-don't scorn a young man for being poor!"
Lin Qian shouted at her, his voice piercing the barrier and striking deep into the soul. The scene shattered inch by inch...
He woke from the dream.
The moon hung high in the sky.
Candlelight illuminated the pitch-black night. Lin Qian looked around, the familiar surroundings leaving him dazed, as though the Soul Master Tournament and the Silver Dragon King had been nothing more than an illusory dream.
"You're awake?"
Qian Renxue had stayed beside him to care for him and fallen asleep from exhaustion. Hearing movement, she opened her eyes and spoke in delighted surprise.
Lin Qian asked, "How long was I asleep?"
"A day and a night. After Gu Yuena escaped, we found you in a