What do you mean the game swordsman I controlled has come back to life?

Guan Shan's ashen eyes were filled with sorrow. He walked up to Jin Yuan Dao Ren and placed his trembling hand on his head.

"The Gates of the Underworld, appear!"

A golden soul was drawn from Jin Yuan's withered body, and the flames in his eyes went out.

"Ahhh! Guanshan, stop! I don't want to die! Spare me!" Jin Yuan Dao Ren's soul let out heart-wrenching screams.

Guan Shan's eyes were filled with sorrow as the golden light in his hand suddenly intensified, and the soul of Daoist Jin Yuan let out a miserable scream.

Strands of golden light detached from his soul and flew into the air, drifting towards that unknown space.

As golden light wove together, a massive black iron gate, half-hidden in the clouds and mist, emerged, obscuring the sky and blocking out the sun.

A vast expanse of black energy surged within the Black Iron Gate.

"I don't want to die, my immortality, my lifespan..." Jin Yuan Dao Ren's last words were swallowed by the wind, his soul scattered.

Guan Shan turned and glanced at Hua Jieyu, his gray-white eyes filled with sorrow.

He then leaped up and arrived in front of the massive black iron gate.

He placed his hands against the door.

"Ugh!" Guan Shan's arm veins bulged.

The towering gate roared, and boundless black energy surged forth from it.

It collided with the golden light emanating from Guan Shan, producing a hissing sound as ice melted, and his skin was burned and riddled with holes.

The gate was pushed open a crack, and a winding river shrouded in black mist poured out.

The River of Black Mist is filled with endless, sinking souls, and countless hands cling to Guan Shan, trying to drag him into the river.

"It's not time yet." Guan Shan's whole body shone with golden light, and all his arms shattered instantly.

He was swept away by the black mist river and thrown backwards, crashing to the ground.

Guan Shan, covered in wounds, stood up and walked to Hua Jieyu's side.

"Understanding..."

"Father, are you really going to do this?"

"Yes, Father, I have no other choice."

"Yes, I understand. Please live happily with your mother."

Hua Jieyu reached out and touched the tears on her father's face.

Then she closed her eyes.

She wanted to live; she didn't want to die, but she also wanted her mother to come back to life.

I never want to see my father's hunched figure with his gray eyes staring at the thatched hut again.

In Hua Jieyu's heart, her loving father has always been a tall and mighty figure.

This was the first time she had seen her father cry to her like a helpless child.

"Rise, my love!"

Guan Shan turned to look at Yue Qingwu, who was not far away.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it."

Although he knew it would spoil the mood, Lu Li still couldn't help it.

He had been watching the plot for a long time, and to his surprise, he never expected that the mastermind behind it all would be Guan Shan.

Even more unexpectedly, Guan Shan turned out to be a pure-hearted war god.

My beloved is gone forever, and all I see is ruin.

Just then, Lu Li saw a golden light flash in the river of black mist.

Without saying a word, he rushed in.

"Qingwu, don't go! That's the River of the Underworld, which has the power to corrupt the souls of cultivators!" Su Qinghan shouted upon seeing this.

But it was too late; Yue Qingwu had already rushed in.

He scooped out the golden light and put it into his inventory.

Holy crap! What's going on? What's that sound?

Lu Li felt as if hundreds of people were roaring in his ears.

To give a simple example, it would be like hundreds of people were speaking in his ears.

Is my microphone blasting?

Is my microphone blasting?

Is my microphone blasting?

Full surround sound.

Lu Li immediately took off his headphones.

comfortable.

Then he controlled his character back to the previous position and watched Guan Shan and Hua Jieyu type.

"Let's continue."

"You are very capable, Yue Qingwu, which is why I didn't kill you. The others in the sect also wouldn't allow me to make a move against you."

"Your strength has exceeded my expectations, but don't stop me from doing what I'm doing," Guan Shan said.

"Of course I have to stop you. You're trying to kill my people," Yue Qingwu said.

"Junior Sister." Hua Jieyu looked at her favorite junior sister with a sorrowful expression.

"Qingwu, thank you for your kindness, but I don't want you to get hurt again."

And this was my own decision.

"Are you going to die?" Yue Qingwu asked.

"Hmm..." Hua Jieyu's delicate hand trembled as she clenched it tightly inside her sleeve.

"Okay, then I won't bother with it," Yue Qingwu said.

Hearing Senior Li's words, Yue Qingwu was extremely anxious.

"Senior sister, how could you possibly seek your own death!"

However, she had no other choice but to be anxious. She also realized that Hua Jieyu wanted to sacrifice herself to revive her mother and fulfill her father's wishes.

It's clear that Senior Li doesn't want to save people who don't want to live.

"Master, the deceased is gone. Do you think your mother, who understands language, would be happy if she were to be resurrected?" Su Qinghan called out from the side.

"I don't know, I don't know!" Guan Shan shook his head, his eyes bloodshot.

"Father, please do it. I'm scared. I'm afraid of pain," Hua Jieyu said, her head bowed.

"Huh? Wait a minute."

Lu Li saw a notification appear on his game interface.

[Use Hanami's Soul Ashes?]

Lu Li immediately took out the golden item he had obtained from the River of the Underworld not long ago from his inventory.

I thought it was some kind of treasure, but it turns out it's just a quest item.

Yue Qingwu then took out a ball of white light.

The white light clusters transformed into specks of firefly light, coalescing into a phantom figure.

Her light green dress seemed to still carry the scent of spring from years past, and her dark hair, loosely tied with a blue ribbon, reached down to her waist.

Her face bore a striking resemblance to Hua Jieyu, but possessed a gentler, more serene quality honed by the passage of time.

"Hana Mi!"

"Mother?"

The illusory figure gave Guan Shan a deep look and sighed softly.

"Guanshan, it's been a long time. How have you been? Hmm, I imagine you haven't been doing so well," Hua Mi said with a smile.

"Hana Mi..." Guan Shan's wrinkled face was filled with tears, and he reached out his hand in disbelief.

However, his hand passed through that illusory figure.

"Guanshan, you should let go. Don't always live in the past. You still have Jieyu."

Hua Mi gazed at him quietly, her eyes filled with no blame, only deep pity.

"No, Hanami, I can't lose you."

Guan Shan's eyes were filled with pain as he tried futilely to grasp something with his hands.

Hua Mi stopped trying to persuade him and looked at Hua Jieyu.

"Yes, my daughter is just as beautiful as me. She didn't inherit her father's bad looks." Hua Mi floated to Hua Jieyu's side and carefully examined her appearance.

"Mother, hello..." Hua Jieyu's memory of her mother's face had become blurred.

All she remembered was her mother hiding her in a dry well and telling her to stay put.

Don't speak, just play hide-and-seek, and your father will come looking for you. He never appeared again.

"Jieyu, I think you know your father's purpose, but I cannot accept sacrificing my beloved daughter to accomplish this," Hua Mi said.

"But Father is in so much pain, I really don't want to see him like that."

Hua Jieyu glanced at Guan Shan's ashen eyes beside her, her heart breaking.

The father who had cared for her since childhood, the one who sheltered her from the wind and rain with his broad and majestic back, had become so hunched and insignificant, as if he were an old man hiding in his own world, licking his sorrows alone.

"That's different; it's because he hasn't moved on from the past."

Jieyu, you are different; you are all of your mother's hopes for this world.

You are going to take your mother's place, to see more distant mountains and rivers, and to make friends who truly care about you.

Love those who are worthy of your love, and live a peaceful and joyful life.

You represent my future, you are my continuation.

Hua Mi reached out her illusory hand as if to stroke her daughter's cheek and wipe away her tears.

"Look, it's not just your father who needs saving in this world; your master, senior brothers and sisters also need saving."

And there's that girl who always holds her sword and stands not far away waiting for you.

She's waiting for you to ask her for help.

The father wants to save the mother, the daughter wants to save the father, but there's someone else who wants to save you.

Jieyu, you should live for yourself for once too.

Hua Mi gestured for her daughter to look at the female swordsman holding a sword not far away.

"See? You care about your father, but there are people who care about you too."

"Mother, can I really do it?"

Hua Jieyu gazed uncertainly at Yue Qingwu in the distance.

Yue Qingwu stood quietly in the wind, her sword still sheathed, her gaze fixed on this place, like a rooted bamboo, waiting for a call.

She doesn't want to die; if she could, she would want to live.

"sure!

See the world's wonders through your mother's eyes!

"No!" Guan Shan roared, his spiritual energy surging as he slammed his palm down towards Hua Jieyu.

"Jieyu, shout it out and beg her for help!" Hua Mi's illusory figure swayed in the wind.

"Junior Sister, please save me! I want to live!"

Hua Jieyu closed her eyes, and with all the courage and desire she had in her life, she screamed at the figure holding the sword.

The sword light tore through space in that instant.

Guan Shan's body involuntarily leaned back.

Yue Qingwu flicked the blood off her longsword, the wind blowing through her long black hair, and stood before Hua Jieyu, sword in hand.

"Very good, leave the rest to me."

"Thank you, I'm entrusting my daughter to you."

Seeing this, Hua Mi smiled, and her illusory figure gradually dissipated and returned to the River of the Underworld.