Ji Yanru’s beautiful figure shattered like pieces of colored glaze.

That face fell towards Jiang Wang’s dressing mirror again, and the mirror’s surface simultaneously showed dense, spiderweb-like cracks.

And in the moon above, Ji Lanxian’s only remaining human body also began to crack!

Like a poorly made, bright red porcelain object, about to shatter into pieces and be swept into the dustbin.

Even if it was a treasure of the ancient Demon Court, a supreme artifact that helped the ancient Demon Emperor unify the world and restrain the great demons, even if it had spent thousands of years specifically slaughtering dragons and sacrificing others to gain absolute suppression against the dragon race, stripping away Ji Lanxian’s dragon body and even taking Ji Lanxian was no easy feat.

Ji Yanru shattered first, the red makeup mirror cracked next, and then Ji Lanxian cracked.

Why did Fu Hai say at that time, “Now we will be together forever”?

Because he had already seen his own end.

He saw that he would shatter together with Ji Yanru.

And from beginning to end, facing Ji Yanru who burst out from the red makeup mirror, intent on seizing his body, facing the mirror that shone on the dragon, until the transcendence path was cut off, the perfect Dao Body was stripped, and even the human body shattered at this moment, he was fundamentally unable to offer any useful resistance.

Perhaps he didn’t want to, or perhaps he couldn’t.

Or perhaps only he himself knew.

With the identity of the sea race’s absolute world prodigy, he willingly risked strange dangers and infiltrated the human race to seek knowledge. Yu Zhen had previously endangered herself to infiltrate the present world, seeking the fusion of dragon and demon, much like him!

He dared not go to those great sects of the world, the top-tier prestigious families, only asking for the Dao from some mediocre and common people, yet unexpectedly drew analogies and learned from a hundred schools of thought.

He achieved Yan Dao with his human body and then unsealed his divine powers. With the Tianfu secret realm, he nurtured the mirror flower and water moon. He calculated Gao Ji’s time of ascension, nurtured twin flowers and led twin flowers, using the false to cultivate the true, and at the critical moment, achieved a human race True Monarch comparable to Fu Hai’s former body…

He had calculated everything, only waiting for this last step; when he truly took this last step—

And everything was empty!

At this moment, he thought of many, many things.

His spiritual intelligence awakened on a night of world-ending thunder rampage, when lightning devoured everything for tens of thousands of li, and he trembled, lucky to be outside the range of the lightning rampage.

He saw charred corpses of his own kind almost cover the sea surface, the sight reaching layer upon layer of gray and black.

He saw lightning smash into the seabed, breaking the earth’s crust, lava surging out, submerging many sea race members who couldn’t escape in time, finally cooling and solidifying, turning into mountains.

That was when his spiritual intelligence first opened, when he first became a sea race member, which could also be counted as his new birth. And the vast sea gave him a grand birthday celebration.

He would never forget that fear!

If he hadn’t come to the human race that year, with his absolute world talent, he also had the possibility of achieving greatness. But if the sea race didn’t truly learn from the human race, understand the human race, they would never gain any breathing room, absolutely no possibility of fighting back against the present world.

In the past, the Demon Court dominated the world, and the human race served as slaves, servants, claws, and blood food, crawling and seeking knowledge, learning from demons and finally controlling demons.

Now the human race suppressed all the heavens and myriad realms, and the sea race resided in the vast sea, struggling just to survive. How could they close their doors, trap themselves, and wait for death?

He was the most prodigious in the sea race, reforming techniques, promoting wise teachers, and optimizing the system.

He also wanted to become the human race’s absolute world, starting from a human body recognized by the present world and possessing absolute top talent. He did so many things; personally killing Ji Yanru was just one of them.

Although he learned through the human race and the sea race, there are no two complete things in the world, and he could only make a choice.

He had walked all the way just like this.

Everyone who is qualified to step towards greatness must necessarily believe firmly in themselves. Everyone must harbor a consistent ideal and have the determination that a myriad mountains cannot block.

But at this moment, he asked himself, did he regret it?

He was always striving, thinking, exploring. He was always learning, cultivating, and strengthening himself.

He had lived for so long, but thinking back now, the memories worth savoring were actually sparse. And the most vivid of those fragments were all proofs of his utmost cruelty…

At this moment, he heard a strange sound.

This sound was actually not strange, nothing more than a sharp blade entering flesh.

But for him, it was indeed strange, because from the beginning, only he killed people. How could anyone kill him?

Ji Lanxian lowered his head in disbelief, and the first thing he saw was a pair of crimson-gold eyes, looking up from below. That gaze seemed to pierce through him like a long sword.

He, of course, saw the shadow of the Da Chang royal family’s secret transmission “Qian Yang Zhi Tong” within.

He, of course, recognized the little boy who at this moment had pierced his vital heart with a sword, the one who had used his body as a vessel to cover Ji Yanru’s approach. The little brat who loudly declared that Ji Yanru was not haggard at all, but very beautiful, absolutely beautiful, perfect!

Little little Shenlin! Little little Shenlin…

Perhaps trapped in memories and unable to extricate himself, perhaps the shattering of the transcendence path also took away his will, perhaps the process of the dragon body being stripped and the human body collapsing was too painful. In any case, Ji Lanxian was stunned for a moment, then lifted his palm, but before his eyes, only a streak of green cloud remained, and on his body, only a pierced sword wound remained… the person had come and gone!

I am Fu Hai, I am Gu Lanxian!

I once ascended the absolute peak three times, and all three bodies achieved Yan Dao.

I once stepped onto the transcendence path, only one step away from greatness.

You are but a mere Shenlin…

How dare you!

Looking at this human race little boy continuously retreating, shifting positions, and calmly seeking a battle opportunity, Ji Lanxian felt a slightly ridiculous emotion arise amidst his surprise. Did a yellow-mouthed child want to fight?

In the huge feeling of weightlessness as his human body fell in realm, he immediately controlled his balance and spread his five fingers.

Even if he had already fallen from Yan Dao, even if this body was only Dong Zhen, even if his cultivation was still falling, his understanding of battle was absolutely incomparable to what a Shenlin cultivator could achieve.

He slightly spread his five fingers, wanting to just like pinching a dead ant, pinch this reckless young man to death, and teach him the truth that would make his eyes clear.

As the terrifying power dispersed, he felt strong resistance from the mirror flower. Of course, this didn’t affect his power at all, but this kind of resistance, which was clearly already very weak yet still struggling intensely, stunned him.

When people are weak, their hearts are also fragile.

At this instant, he thought of many things.

He even thought that after more than four thousand years, the first time he saw Ji Yanru’s genuine smile without a trace of hatred was because this little boy had loudly declared her very beautiful, absolutely beautiful, perfect.

How brave this little one is.

How vivid his vitality.

Recalling his own life, he had never been young, and the eternally young Ji Yanru also had a heart as old as ruins.

A pitiful delicate face grew old before the mirror, and the red makeup biasedly killed the person in the mirror.

Time is too cruel! And he ultimately did not transcend.

Ending this life, he was all trapped within the prison cage of time and space, unable to detach from all this and exist. But in the great thousand world, who is not in a cage?

Thinking of this, Gu Lanxian withdrew his gaze, his slightly spread five fingers closed together, and he gently lifted his hand upwards, conjuring a water mirror. The mirror reflected a pair of twin flowers. They sat back to back, each facing a different direction, revealing only one side of their faces.

Their features were so similar, and yet their faces were so different.

Zhu Su Yao’s expression was阴 cold, and her eyes狠 poisonous.

Zhu Bi Qiong痴 looked far away, tears about to fall…

This is a long-accustomed place, where countless tasks have been executed and countless trials participated in, the Tianfu secret realm. Here are all kinds of people, and stories that repeat and cycle.

Zhu Bi Qiong returned here again, as if the days she had gone out had not truly happened, or were just one kind of story among the many in the Tianfu secret realm.

Yes, she withered on Tianya Tai in Dao Calendar three-nine-one-nine, died in the moment she left Jiang Wang’s embrace, and was buried inside the moon gate.

The so-called return to the full moon pool, achieving the true transmission of Diao Hai Lou, becoming decisive in killing, helping Jiang Wang search for the news of the fourteen, helping to intercept Zhang Linchuan’s substitute life clone, actively participating in the迷 realm war… these were all dreams where she shrunk in the cold wind.

This world was too cold; she was a weak person who could not live without leaving an embrace.

But even if it was a story, even if it was just reading a story, she didn’t want that person to die. She also wanted to stop, to falsely stop, one more time and one more…

The light shifted before her eyes, objects turned, flowing shadows like a waterfall.

Another new story… she thought blankly.

But her ears heard this sound—

It’s time to say goodbye.

The last task is to examine your cultivation.

I gave you the same teachings, the same cultivation, and I treated you the same.

But a dream of yellow sorghum is also empty; mirror flowers and water moons are hard to turn into reality.

Flowers can have double stems, but people cannot be double born.

Between you, there can only be one “true.”

Who is the flower in the mirror, and who is the person combing their hair against the mirror?

I also await the answer.

Then begin, in the simplest way, through your fight, tell me who is real.

The voice was very familiar, and the words made sense.

And Zhu Bi Qiong stared blankly, seeing herself on a huge circular platform square, with her elder sister Zhu Su Yao standing opposite her.

To fight, to kill her own elder sister, to decide the only “true”?

A huge panic arose in her heart. That indescribable emotion broke through, swallowing her like a monster.

Why, when everything was already dead, hidden in the corner of illusion, did she still have to face such a choice?

Why…

“Why didn’t you listen to my words?” She heard her elder sister say this.

She saw her elder sister approaching her.

“No… no…” She shook her head, continuously retreating, pouting and wanting to cry, but making an effort not to let herself cry.

This was her elder sister, her closest relative.

Her first awakened pulse, her first learned Dao technique, her first flight in the air… all were under her elder sister’s companionship.

“I told you early on, no man under heaven is any good!” Zhu Su Yao formed hand seals, displaying terrifying Dao technique fluctuations, advancing fiercely: “Why are you so stupid? You still want to repeat the mistake I made? To be wrong again and again!”

“Not like that.” Zhu Bi Qiong shook her head as she retreated. She seemed to only know how to shake her head, only how to retreat. She seemed to always be that useless person who couldn’t live alone after leaving her elder sister’s protection: “Not like this. At least he’s not like this.”

“Not like this?” Zhu Su Yao’s eyes were terrifying, her voice sharp: “You like him so much, treat him a hundred different ways, yet he turns a blind eye! You risked your life for him, yet what did he say? Just friends!”

“Originally just… just friends.” Zhu Bi Qiong was afraid, evaded, but also stubborn: “He’s very good. He didn’t let me down.”

“You stand still for me!” Zhu Su Yao shouted angrily in a sharp voice: “Since you dare oppose me, just bring out your power and fight me for a round, to maintain what you want to maintain! Are you a waste? What about your Dao technique? Divine powers? How did I teach you!”

“No, no!” Zhu Bi Qiong stood firm, tightly closed her eyes, not daring to look ahead again while tears streamed down her face: “Kill me, kill me, sister! I’m fake, I’m in the mirror, I’m useless, I should have died long ago!”

Zhu Su Yao slapped her to the ground.

She shrieked sharply: “Get up! Fight back!”

Zhu Bi Qiong just stayed on the ground, trying to curl into a ball, sobbing: “I can’t beat you, I don’t want to fight.”

Zhu Su Yao walked forward and kicked her away mercilessly!

“I’m telling you… fight back!”

Zhu Bi Qiong was kicked up by this kick, fell to her knees on the ground again, and she simply hugged her head with both hands, burying herself, crying heartbreakingly: “Wuu wuu wuu, sister, kill me, please, wuu wuu wuu, I’m so sad…”

Zhu Su Yao flew to her front, grabbed her hair with a cold kick, and lifted her up. She forced her to look at her: “Open your eyes! Open!”

Zhu Bi Qiong kept her eyes tightly closed, crying and shouting: “I won’t! I won’t…”

Pa! Pa! Pa!

Zhu Su Yao continuously slapped her several times: “Open! Fight back! Open! Fight back! I told you to look at me, I told you to fight back!”

“Don’t hit, don’t hit me anymore, sister, it hurts!” Zhu Bi Qiong cried out, raising her arms to block her face.

But Zhu Su Yao repeatedly opened her arms, slapping her on the head one after another. “I told you to fight back! Fight back! Fight back ah!!!”

“Go away!” Zhu Bi Qiong finally couldn’t bear it and pushed forward forcefully with both hands!

Her hands felt a soft resistance and moved forward smoothly. That feeling wasn’t like pushing into a person’s body, but into a block of tofu.

She opened her tearful eyes in fear and saw her own hands sinking into her elder sister’s heart. That pulsing thing her hands touched was exactly her elder sister’s heart!

Ah! Ah!! Ah!!!

She wanted to pull back in fear, but her arms were tightly grasped!

Zhu Su Yao tightly grasped her younger sister’s hands, pressing them firmly against her own heart, and with those刻毒 eyes, she stared seriously at her: “Remember, Bi Qiong. No matter who hurts you, you must kill him. Even if that person… is me.”

The boiling hot feeling near her heart disappeared, and the tight hoop on her arms also felt like an illusion.

Zhu Bi Qiong’s teary eyes were hazy as she watched her elder sister fade away like a bubble. She futilely reached out with both hands, but only found emptiness!

She opened her mouth to cry out, but no sound came!

The flower in the mirror cannot be touched, and the moon in the water is already far away.

The world before her eyes, containing the world of her elder sister who had completely disappeared, shrank infinitely.

Only Zhu Bi Qiong herself remained, kneeling there. And the world that originally contained her turned into a transparent seed before her eyes, flying into her heart again.

She lifted her teary eyes and first saw Fu Hai’s face, then the moon where Fu Hai was located. After the moon was the high sky, dark with hidden golden color.

Painful bloodlines sewed the cracks in the sky. That majestic dignity, being firmly blocked, was somewhat similar to the blood pumping in the heart chamber.

She vaguely understood that she had once again emerged from the illusion of the mirror flower and water moon. And here was still the great battlefield of the迷 realm; she was still that tiny person.

She subconsciously turned her head, wanting to seek that familiar figure.

But she found herself unable to move.

When one’s body is not one’s own!

Fu Hai stood in the bright moon, imitating a god, overlooking Zhu Bi Qiong kneeling before him and Jiang Wang who suddenly mobilized his power in the distance, approaching with an extraordinary body technique.

Xuan Yuan Shuo and Gao Ji’s standoff continued. Neither was willing to retreat first, and neither was convenient to advance further.

When Fu Hai lifted his hand, he suddenly realized that his current power could no longer intervene.

This human body’s realm was still falling, sliding all the way down from the top level of True Person.

The hazy feeling in his body was also like this damn life.

Forget it…

With a terrifying gaze, he sent that reckless human race little boy flying, blood spurting.

And then he withdrew his gaze, still looking at Zhu Bi Qiong, looking at this little girl he had known for a long time, gotten along with for a long time.

Looking at her thinness, her slenderness, her lack of strength and weakness.

A small white flower blooming among the ruins.

When the flower blooms, people don’t know; when the flower withers, no one pities it.

Fu Hai slowly opened his mouth: “I didn’t think that the mirror flower and water moon dream would end with such a weak you becoming the only ‘true’ I cultivated.”

“Is it a dream or reality? Am I a human race, or a sea race? Sometimes I can no longer distinguish clearly.”

“Let me say something…”

“Once there was also a person who loved me just as you love him. But I didn’t cherish it.”

“You are also not cherished.”

“Loving someone who doesn’t love you is the most unfortunate thing in the world.”

He lifted a finger, pointing remotely at Zhu Bi Qiong’s brow: “You and I also have fate. Wiping away your love is my last gift.”

This remote point was ethereal and traceless.

There were no magnificent light and shadows, nor any feeling of overturning heaven and earth.

Zhu Bi Qiong suddenly found herself able to move. She turned her head following her inertia, seeing the person who stopped his inverted flight, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and rushed over again with his sword.

She discovered that he was not as high-spirited, nor omnipotent. But like her, he was also not in control of his own body within the great game of chess. He was equally powerless.

She still shed tears, she still felt sad, she still remembered everything she had experienced with Jiang Wang, she even knew that Jiang Wang was trying to save her. But looking at this person again, her heart no longer surged.

Quiet as an ancient well, no waves rose.

All the worries she once had for this person were still vivid in her mind, but they were all like other people’s stories, separated by a layer, as if in a mirror.

She understood that from now on, her joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure would all be irrelevant to this person.

Her heart felt very painful, it should have been a feeling of sadness, but she no longer felt sad.

Why were there still tears flowing?

It seemed to be a habit of this body.

She turned her head back, stood up, and walked towards Fu Hai.

During this process, a frosty color appeared on her eyebrows. Her willow eyebrows gradually turned white.

On Hua Island, there is a cuckoo different from others.

It calls “Lang Jun does not return, self withers eyebrows,” hence the name “White Eyebrow Cuckoo.”

At this moment, she walked in the high sky, a flower blooming in a similar way.

Fu Hai looked at this work before his eyes. Although his cultivation was still falling, having already gone from Dong Zhen to Shenlin, and although his body was already shaky and about to shatter, he laughed with satisfaction.

He said he was giving a gift, but he never asked Zhu Bi Qiong if she was willing.

He said he pitied her, but it was more like a bestowal from on high.

Just like when he initially guided this pair of sisters as twin mirror flowers, just like when he chose the only “true” between the two. He only had his own mood, and originally didn’t need to consider the feelings of an ant.

I was born an absolute world, even if I finally return to shatter.

Having come to the human world once, I always want to leave something behind.

White Eyebrow Zhu Bi Qiong?

It doesn’t sound bad, probably a not-bad story will unfold.

It doesn’t matter if it’s not wonderful, at least this chapter is interesting up to this point.

Everything will end.

Fu Hai’s gaze moved away from this girl and looked towards the young man who was rushing over. He frowned slightly, wondering if he should say this little boy’s courage was commendable, or that he didn’t know what was good for him?

He understood the hundred schools of thought and the depths of the human heart. But it was very obvious that he didn’t understand Jiang Wang.

There were still a thousand hundred zhang between them, and the sword light came first.

Hong long long long!

In the God Soul world, a supreme noble stone gate was pushed open with a bang! A five-colored and ten-rayed Buddha palm, holding the cave gold xi, like holding a demon-subduing pestle, pushed the door open and came out!

Fu Hai lifted his hand and just held this Buddha palm, sending it back behind the stone gate along with that wisp of gold light. He even conveniently closed the door!

A small trick!

But just ending the contest in the God Soul world, just cutting the sword light with his sword finger, still considering what kind of punishment to give that little boy, Fu Hai then saw a flood of Dao techniques coming at him!

Zhu Bi Qiong!

That door in the God Soul world was closed, but it was forcibly opened again, supreme and subjugating myriad nations. After that, one by one huge thoughts burst out from this door, like a thousand armies and ten thousand horses rushing into battle together!

And in the surging flood of Dao techniques in the real world, the figure of White Eyebrow Zhu Bi Qiong suddenly leaped out, her plain hand horizontal, already掠 at his neck!

Rusted bones flying bird! Palm horizontal…

A large circle of fresh blood opened around Fu Hai’s neck, splashing freely like a splash ink painting.

His hands, which were originally clenched into fists, loosened again.

“Looks like I was just about to die,” he mumbled slightly aggrievedly.

At the last moment, he didn’t ask why, didn’t do anything else, but actually laughed: “The person who loved me most, also the person who hated me most. The person I cultivated, also the person who destroyed me. Everything I loved doesn’t exist, everything I imagined cannot be realized, three bodies achieving Yan Dao, two races merging, one life transcending, all are mirror flowers and water moons, all empty! Fate! Wonderful beyond words!!!”

His human body shattered along with his voice, shattering as if melting into the moonlight. In a way that no one had anticipated before, he ended his legend just like this.

Zhu Bi Qiong turned back before the bright moon, looking at Jiang Wang, with disheveled white eyebrows and a body bathed in moonlight.

Jiang Wang’s rushing figure suddenly stopped.

“How are you?” he asked.

Zhu Bi Qiong still remembered this person, so she said: “Still pretty good!”