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"...is everything I've followed Chen Fu for."

Looking at the increasingly bright star, Long Xiaoyao answered in silence.

"Has Moon become a god?"

Ye Xishui remained silent for a long time before asking again.

Standing atop the Black Dragon God's head, Long Xiaoyao gazed at the dazzling starlight leaping from the Milky Way and murmured, "He lost everything, and he gained everything."

".oh."

Ye Xishui gave a slow "oh," and then remained silent, simply gazing at the increasingly brilliant starlight in the sky, which was also what Long Xiaoyao meant by "everything."

The brand-new Sword of Damocles detached itself from the cradle of the stars, then transformed into a child of light, and was born into the world under the silent gaze of gods and men.

On that day, the world lost its night.

On that day, the child of light became light.

On that day, the sword that vanquished evil pierced the dark sky.

On that day, some became gods, and some gods became human.

hum! ! !

The unparalleled, ultimate soul daylight instantly enveloped an area of ​​two hundred miles around the Holy Spirit Cult!

The extremely violent high-frequency shockwaves of the soul swept mercilessly across all living beings, including those of the Holy Spirit Cult, in an extremely gentle manner!

"Ah! Am I dead?!"

"No, no, no, he's still alive!"

"What happened???! Why is there no news from the cult leader's side?!"

The sudden turn of events nearly shattered the psychological defenses of all the members hiding within the Holy Spirit Cult, causing them to panic instantly.

However, compared to the panic of most people, a group of people began to exclaim in shock:

"The whispers in my head are gone!! Suddenly I feel as clear-headed as before I awakened my martial soul!"

"This feeling is like how I felt when my mother was still alive. Waaah..."

"The martial spirit is under control! Under control! No more evil thoughts! No more evil thoughts!"

"I'm impotent because of this lustful desire? Ah!! Get it up!!"

"Hahaha!! It's up! It's up! No more impotence! No more impotence! Hahaha! No more lustful desire!!"

Sweeping across the ultimate spiritual daylight, Ye Xishui stared blankly at the white flame in her hand, which had long since regained its dominance over the flames of light. After a long silence, she asked in a hoarse voice, "...Is this what you called 'all'?"

"Yes."

Having figured out his own heart, Long Xiaoyao looked tenderly at Ye Xishui. His hand, along with the Black Dragon God's claw, simultaneously reached out towards Ye Xishui and the Underworld Phoenix God, and he said with delight:

"From now on, you will no longer be an evil spirit master, and you will no longer need to care about the world's opinion or be influenced by evil spirits."

Long Xiaoyao extended his hand to Ye Xishui and said gently with a smile, "So, Xishui, let's go back to Xingdou together."

At this moment, he understood his own heart. He was different from Mu En. Mu En pursued power, while Long Xiaoyao's true heart was more about enjoying the pleasures of life and being carefree.

He had fantasized countless times about killing his "inner demon" and becoming a god, but when it came to the final step, even at the risk of being dragged to his death, he still couldn't bring himself to do it.

Feelings are not about right or wrong, but about loving and being loved.

"Then we'll have a grand wedding, inviting people from all over the world to offer their congratulations, especially those old fogies who mocked me back then. We'll personally drag them here and tie them to the front row! Moon can hang them from the ceiling!"

Ye Xishui's hands trembled slightly; the phoenix white flames, which had never been so pure, felt incredibly hot to her.

The peak bears witness to false supporters, the twilight bears witness to devout believers.

"Xiaoyao, how long have we known each other?"

Ye Xishui's voice trembled slightly, but Long Xiaoyao, lost in his beautiful daydreams, didn't notice. Faced with Ye Xishui's unexpected question, Long Xiaoyao frowned, thought for a moment, and then sighed, "More than two hundred years, it's been so long now."

"Yes, it's been a long time."

So long that she didn't even know when this man had appeared in her life.

Some witnessed her brilliant and dazzling youth, while others unknowingly accompanied her through a lonely and gloomy life.

"Free and Easy"

The soul power of the Nether Phoenix Goddess's appearance quietly dissipated, and Ye Xishui, who had returned to her girlish form, closed her eyes and softly called out to Long Xiaoyao in the pure white phoenix flames.

"Well, I'm here."

Long Xiaoyao quickly stepped back a little, afraid that his martial spirit armor might accidentally injure Ye Xishui, who had returned to her human body.

Slowly awakening amidst the pure white phoenix flames, Ye Xishui's originally lifeless and dull eyes reflected a slight gleam in the dazzling light emanating from Long Xiaoyao.

Ye Xishui suddenly realized that, despite both having been in the Holy Spirit Cult for hundreds of years, Long Xiaoyao had never changed; he was different from her. Because he was too dazzling.

His dazzling brilliance made him a complete anomaly within the Holy Spirit Cult!

Most people join the Holy Spirit Cult out of selfish desires, but this man, who radiated a light that stung her eyes, was there to protect the one he loved.

In Ye Xishui's eyes, where her whole body was burning with pure white flames, the light emanating from Long Xiaoyao made her feel ashamed of herself.

She suddenly realized that her life wasn't as bad as she had imagined.

But it was himself.

"Xiaoyao, your light is so dazzling!"

Ye Xishui didn't know what kind of expression she had, but the broken tenderness flickering in her black eyes made Long Xiaoyao feel a pang of heartache.

So he quickly jumped down from the towering black dragon god and flew towards Ye Xishui, gently comforting her, "It's alright, it's alright, let's go home, let's go home!"

"Heh. You're not a god anymore?"

The pure white-clad girl looked at Long Xiaoyao, who was clumsily flying over, her gentle, tender eyes sparkling with crystalline white light.

"No, no, it won't work!"

Long Xiaoyao immediately shook his head like a rattle drum.

"So you've attained enlightenment without killing your wife?"

"Don't dare!"

Long Xiaoyao shook his head so violently that it left afterimages.

"No longer distinguishing between life and death?"

"Just kidding, you can't tell the difference!"

Long Xiaoyao now only regrets his own words; wouldn't it have been better if he had said less back then?

"What about your good brother?"

"No more!"

Long Xiaoyao immediately retorted decisively, "What bullshit Mu En? Go play with your snake!"

"Hehehe~"

The girl with white flames in the endless darkness smiled and reached out her small hand to the old boy who always radiated an inextinguishable, brilliant light, and said gently:

"Then take me home."

"it is good"

The over two-hundred-year-old boy smiled and reached out to take the white flame girl's hand. Then he grasped a ball of pure white flame that was burning away all the filth in the girl's world!

What a dazzling and pure flame it was!

It burned through the girl's life and ignited the world in the boy's heart!

That was the first ray of dawn extracted from the chaos and darkness, the only remaining purity amidst endless pain and distortion!

Pure white flames drifted in the wind, climbing up to Long Xiaoyao's outstretched hand and whispering softly in his ear:

"Shangruo, if we meet again in the next life, I will definitely be your most beautiful and purest bride."

In the end, Long Xiaoyao still killed Ye Xishui.

He wasn't using the Dragon God Claw of Emperor Tian II.

It's not the so-called perfect martial spirit armor.

It is neither that low-Earth orbit high-wave missile that was temporarily modified and rendered harmless.

He used the same trick that girl had used against him.

Emotional Knife

When Long Xiaoyao finally understood himself, let go of everything, and still deeply loved Ye Xishui, Ye Xishui's bleak life was gradually entering its twilight.

Because no one can ignore the silent companions who have accompanied them for most of their lives—Chen Fu can't, Long Xiaoyao can't, and Ye Xishui can't either.

The longest-lasting expression of love is companionship, while gentleness is the sharpest weapon.

Long Xiaoyao watched as thousands of pure white fireworks ignited before him, eventually burning into a small, delicate ring in his palm. He stood there stunned for a long time until the silent night returned after the white fireworks faded, and then he laughed heartily!

"Let's go! Let's go home!"

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