"After a hundred years, you think I still love you as much as I did before?"
Under Ning Bei's incredulous stare, Qian Renxue spat out a mouthful of Heart Blood onto the Lovesick Heartbreak Red in her hand.
But as the seconds ticked by, the Immortal Herb showed not the slightest reaction.
"This..."
Ning Bei had thought Qian Renxue was only angry because Little Angel blamed him for failing to save Qian Daoliu. Now, it seemed it was far more than that.
"All right. Now you should give up, shouldn't you? You can stay here in the mortal world and keep struggling. This god won't waste any more years with a mere mortal like you."
With that, a pillar of light abruptly shot down from the bright sky, filled with a sacred aura. Qian Renxue also sneered as she sank into the pillar of light, slowly disappearing before Ning Bei's eyes.
As Ning Bei lowered his head, the bright sky slowly darkened, and everything seemed to return to the moment he had first entered the Road to Godhood. The difference was that the speck of light in the distance had vanished as well, leaving only endless darkness behind.
There would always only be himself. Ning Bei felt a wave of loneliness and desolation, and time slowly flowed by, second by second.
"Clap, clap, clap, clap."
"Hahahaha! Is my trial really that simple?"
No one knew how much time had passed before Ning Bei suddenly began clapping and laughing loudly. At first, watching the people he cared about disappear one after another had indeed thrown him into a brief spell of self-doubt.
But how could he not know Little Angel's personality? Bibi Dong had treated her that way in the past, yet Little Angel had still held on to a sliver