The seals and formations disappeared one after another.
The chains binding Jiang Chan vanished into thin air at that moment.
Jiang Chan landed on the ground, his face pale, and opened his lifeless eyes to look around.
They clearly didn't know what had happened.
Although her body was very weak, the Spiritual Qi that was forcibly poured in allowed Jiang Chan to reach the Half-Step Void God.
Just one step away, a soul transformation, and I'll be able to step into the Void God Realm!
However, Jiang Chan was not pleasantly surprised by this.
Dragging his heavy body.
At this moment, she was physically exhausted, and her heart was heavy with sorrow.
They walked outside.
When we emerged from the underground chamber...
It appeared in a mansion in the capital of the Sunset Dynasty.
certainly.
The mansion had already collapsed.
The ground is riddled with countless cracks.
I haven't seen the sun in a long time.
The raindrops fell on Jiang Chan's body, causing her to squint and shield her eyes with her hand.
Only after I got used to it did I look around.
All around was ruins!
The crack was as thick as a baby's arm and spread outwards.
The ground was uneven.
What... happened here?
Jiang Chan walked through the ruins, his eyes lifeless.
Aimless.
People around were crying and lamenting.
A person dressed in armor knelt on the ground, his face filled with sorrow.
"The king has fallen, and the eldest prince has died."
" The Sunset Dynasty is gone!"
The Sunset Dynasty.
... Dead?
Jiang Chan's eyes finally regained some sparkle.
They looked towards the direction of the palace.
There, remnants of violent Spiritual Qi still linger.
The palace, however, had long since collapsed.
The Dragon Vein energy that should have existed here has long since vanished.
Jiang Chan saw a dilapidated mansion, and in front of the mansion's gate stood an old man in brocade robes, looking towards the palace.
Jiang Chan walked over slowly.
He asked, "What happened?"
The old man in the brocade robe came to his senses and looked at Jiang Chan.
"Crown Princess?"
Jiang Chan was Huang Tian Ming's woman.
The high-ranking officials of the Sunset Dynasty were clearly aware of this.
This elderly man in brocade robes was naturally a minister of the Sunset Dynasty.
The old man gave a bitter smile and said, "Please accept my condolences, Your Highness. The King and His Highness the First Prince are now dead."
Who did this?
The old man said, "It was done by Ye Qiubai, along with his master, and his junior brothers and sisters."
Ye Qiubai...
Jiang Chan's eyes flickered.
turn out to be.
He really did it.
On the same day.
At the Northern Region Hidden Dao Academy.
Faced with Huang Tian Ming's encirclement and suppression.
Ye Qiubai said those words.
One day, wielding my sword, I will flatten the setting sun!
At the time, no one had high hopes for Ye Qiubai.
But now he has done it.
That's what I've been thinking about.
Jiang Chan laughed.
He continued walking forward, laughing.
Seeing Jiang Chan's state, the old man in the brocade robe assumed it was due to excessive emotional turmoil, coupled with the death of Huang Tian Ming.
This caused her mental health issues.
I didn't think too much about it.
He could only sigh.
"Alas, the Crown Princess is a pitiful person too."
That statement is correct.
Jiang Chan was indeed a pitiful person.
However, they were not quite the pitiful people the old man in the brocade robe had in mind.
During the time in the Southern Region.
Ye Qiubai's talent was destroyed.
She, being a natural-born furnace, was chosen by Huang Tian Ming.
At that time, how could the Ye Lineage, and Ye Qiubai who had lost all his talent, be a match for Huang Tian Ming?
It should be noted that the Sunset Dynasty was the strongest power in the Northern Region.
The Northern Region is widely recognized as the strongest of the four regions. ( The Central Region is not included among the four regions, as mentioned before.)
And in this Northern Region...
The Sunset Dynasty was the strongest power.
This is the background.
How could the Ye Lineage, or even Ye Qiubai had lost the Ye Lineage's support, possibly withstand it?
then.
Faced with Huang Tian Ming's threat, they had no choice but to comply.
Huang Tian Ming, in order to completely make Jiang Chan give up on him...
He then had someone disguise themselves as Jiang Chan and go to kill Ye Qiubai!
Jiang Chan was aware of this plan at the time.
But she couldn't stop it.
The only option was to bribe one of the assassins at a great cost.
Let him save Ye Qiubai at the crucial moment, so that he doesn't perish!
As for what happened next, everyone knows.
He was killed by Lu Changsheng.
The man who had been bribed was also killed by Lu Changsheng!
The target of the Soul Search was not the person Jiang Chan had bribed.
This led Ye Qiubai to believe that Jiang Chan was behind it all!
afterwards.
Huang Tian Ming also learned of Jiang Chan's little scheme.
They then confined her to the Pear Garden, forbidding her from leaving.
certainly.
Whether Ye Qiubai knew the truth about all these events is no longer relevant.
Jiang Chan wore a relaxed smile.
Walking on the dilapidated streets.
Aimless.
We walked and walked.
They left the capital.
We entered the mountains.
Looking at the scenery around me.
Now, Jiang Chan is like a canary freed from its cage, returning to nature.
Joy and happiness!
And so, a few days passed.
Jiang Chan's smile faded; she didn't know what to do now!
As she continued walking, a nunnery came into view.
Looking at that nunnery.
Jiang Chan suddenly laughed.
His smile was indifferent.
Walk closer.
He picked up the iron ring hanging in front of the door and knocked on the temple gate.
Soon, the door opened from the inside.
An old nun came out.
Looking at Jiang Chan, she clasped her hands together and said, "May I ask what brings you here, female benefactor?"
Jiang Chan smiled and said, "Shave your head and become a monk."
The old nun was taken aback; the woman before her was beautiful and possessed an extraordinary air.
He was clearly not from an ordinary family.
How could a woman like this possibly consider becoming a nun?
"Young lady, everything can be resolved. Don't act impulsively."
Jiang Chan smiled and shook his head, "It's been resolved, but there's nowhere else to go."
Looking at the smile on Jiang Chan's face.
The loneliness in his eyes.
The old nun fell silent.
"Have you... thought it through?"
Jiang Chan nodded.
The old nun stopped trying to persuade him and led Jiang Chan into the temple.
Holding a razor.
With a solemn expression, he said, "Since you have chosen to shave your head and become a monk, then from now on, all worldly affairs and grudges will be irrelevant to you, and you cannot concern yourself with them, do you understand?"
Jiang Chan nodded.
The old nun then nodded.
Use a razor to shave off Jiang Chan's hair.
After a series of ordination and Buddhist rituals...
Jiang Chan knelt on the prayer mat, looking at the Bodhisattva and Buddha statue in front of him.
Suddenly, the Spiritual Qi within my body dissipated!
Jiang Chan dissipated all his cultivation!
The old nun watching this scene sighed softly but did not stop it.
Having done all this, Jiang Chan became a mortal.
There was no fluctuation of Spiritual Qi!
Looking at the Bodhisattva, he smiled and said, "From now on, I will not exist in your world."
"But I will still be here, chanting scriptures and reciting Buddhist prayers for you."
"May you live a peaceful life."
May you have a lifetime of joy.
A solitary lamp and ancient Buddha statue, a lifelong companion.
And several years later.
The head of the Jiang Lineage family, who is also Jiang Chan's father, learned of this news.
But he didn't disturb his daughter.
He knew that even if he went to look for her, he would only disturb Jiang Chan's secluded cultivation and wouldn't come back with her.
Of course, that's a story for another time...
P. S.: I don't want to write about fake, materialistic love.
The character Jiang Chan is not, as readers might think, someone who wants to rely on Huang Tian Ming because Ye Qiubai has lost his talent; in reality, he is protecting him in a roundabout way.
Therefore, there is no question of whitewashing; it's simply the way it is.