The miracle unfolded at this moment. Cai’er, who was completely exhausted and on the verge of death, actually used her frail arms to forcibly push herself up, carrying Long Haochen, in a movement resembling a carp leaping out of the water.

With this lunge, her right hand finally reached into the light gate. But this also exhausted all her potential. Just as her hand entered the light gate, Cai’er’s eyes widened, but they were completely devoid of life.

The moment her right hand touched the light gate, it suddenly emitted a burst of golden light, enveloping Cai’er and Long Haochen’s bodies. With a “swoosh,” they were pulled into it and disappeared.

As Cai’er and Long Haochen vanished, the Path to Heaven and the platform where the Dawn of Light Demon Hunt Squad stood became illusory.

Colors twisted and refracted. In the next moment, it had reverted to the original form of the sixth floor of the Eternal Tower. However, Cai’er and Long Haochen were still gone.

The others, who had been driven to hysteria by Cai’er’s suffering, were breathing heavily. At the same time, a thought arose in their minds: Cai’er succeeded!

Enveloped in golden light, Cai’er, carrying Long Haochen, appeared in a golden world. Around her was endless golden light. In the air, subtle blood-colored light mists drifted and surrounded Cai’er’s body, quietly merging into her body along with specks of golden light.

Even the blood on her clothes transformed into a blood mist in the golden light, floating up and then quietly merging into her body.

Cai’er’s right hand remained extended, but she tightly held Long Haochen’s legs wrapped around her waist, as if afraid that his body would fall.

The wounds on Cai’er’s body were quietly healing, and all the stains were decomposed and disappeared in the golden light. Only the torn dress could not be restored.

The expression on her face was still determined. Even though she had lost all vitality, that firmness never changed.

In the golden world, a long, faint sigh echoed, the aged voice reverberating, “Was it worth it?”

The golden light gradually subsided, and Cai’er, carrying Long Haochen, lay on the ground. She had a dream, dreaming that she and Long Haochen had returned to the time when they participated in the Demon Hunt Squad selection competition in Holy City.

They held hands and walked along the road back to the hotel, walking, walking… This road suddenly became endless, and they could never reach the hotel. But they were not annoyed at all, instead enjoying the warmth of holding hands.

The sound of the bamboo cane tapping on the ground echoed in Cai’er’s world. Whenever she turned to look at Long Haochen, she would always see that smile full of love and tenderness.

Their lives seemed to merge at this moment.

All the pain had been forgotten at this moment. Just let it go on like this, forever, forever… But, many things often do not change according to people’s will. The road ahead became blurred and illusory, and the next moment, everything around was golden.

Cai’er panicked a little. She held Long Haochen’s hand tightly and shouted.

“Haochen, Haochen…”

Waking up in shock, Cai’er sat up abruptly. When she looked down, she immediately saw Long Haochen’s pale hands wrapped around her chest. She quickly grasped them tightly.

The pain in her body had indeed completely disappeared, and even all her internal and external spiritual power had been fully restored.

The pain she had experienced had left many memories in her body. The hem of her skirt was already torn, and her body trembled unconsciously because of that painful memory.

Memories resurfaced, and Cai’er remembered what she had done before and couldn’t help but look up. This should be the seventh floor of the Eternal Tower.

Looking around, everything was golden. Compared to the previous six floors of the Eternal Tower, this area was much smaller. The circular hall was about thirty meters in diameter. The ceiling was arched. There were a total of twelve golden pillars surrounding it.

Whether it was the ground, the ceiling, or the pillars, all had countless dense golden magic runes.

The entire floor of the hall was a huge golden hexagram. There was a faint golden mist rising.

In the center of this hexagram was a huge coffin, five meters long and three meters wide. This golden coffin was inlaid with all kinds of magnificent gems. No, not just gems. There were also magic crystals of magical beasts and human elixirs. None of them were lower than the ninth rank.

This is the seventh floor of the Eternal Tower, where the Necromancer, Calamity of Slumber, Illyas, rests in eternal sleep?

Cai’er couldn’t wait to stand up. She had put in countless efforts to finally get here. This was her only chance to resurrect Long Haochen! But where was the inheritance of the Calamity of Slumber, Illyas?

“Was it worth it?” Suddenly, an old sigh echoed.

Cai’er took a step back subconsciously, staring at the huge golden coffin in front of her.

A white cloud of smoke slowly rose from the golden coffin, floating and condensing in the air.

Soon, this white cloud of smoke condensed into a human form, which was exactly the same as the statue she had seen before, except that it had no lower body. The lower body was like white smoke, connected to the golden coffin.

The old face was full of sadness, looking at Cai’er with gentle eyes, gently sighing, and asking her again, “Was it worth it?”

“It was worth it. Are you the Calamity of Slumber, Illyas?” Cai’er said firmly.

Illyas nodded slightly, “Yes, I am the Necromancer, Calamity of Slumber, Illyas. Was it really worth it?”

Cai’er frowned slightly, “Of course it was worth it.”

Illyas sighed, and said: “You are a good girl. I didn’t expect that the test I set up back then would eventually be completed by you. Do you know that among all the attributes, the one I least accept is your purification attribute, and it is almost impossible for you to inherit my mantle?”
Hearing his words, Cai’er immediately became anxious. She didn’t care about any inheritance, but she cared about whether she could resurrect Long Haochen! If she couldn’t inherit Ilyas’s power, wouldn’t all her efforts be in vain?

“I’m willing to inherit your power. Your message said that as long as I can reach the seventh floor of this Eternal Tower, I can accept your inheritance. Are you going to go back on your word?” Cai’er said stubbornly.

Ilyas smiled slightly and said, “In the thousand years of my life, I’ve never heard anyone speak to me in such a tone. And you still want to inherit my power.”

Cai’er paused, then knelt down slowly in front of Ilyas, “I’m sorry, teacher. I was wrong. I hope to inherit your power. You must have a way, right?”

A hint of emotion flickered in Ilyas’s eyes, “It’s all for the sake of the child you’re carrying, the child who should have been my inheritor.”

Cai’er didn’t say anything, but kept kowtowing to Ilyas. Soon, her forehead became red and swollen.

Ilyas waved his hand, and suddenly, a golden light surged from the ground, lifting Cai’er’s body up.

“You’ve kowtowed enough. Indeed, I have a way for you to inherit my power. However, if you inherit my power, then your original power of purification will dissipate completely, and even your body will fester, turning into a zombie-like appearance. This is the inevitable conflict between the power of purification and my power of the undead. If that’s the case, are you still willing? If you lose your beauty, even if you resurrect him, will he still love you?”

“I’m willing!” Cai’er said without hesitation.

“Aren’t you worried?” Ilyas seemed to ask somewhat unwillingly.

Cai’er shook her head forcefully, “I’m not worried. Please begin.”

Ilyas stared deeply at Long Haochen, his eyes revealing intense emotional fluctuations, so much so that his smoky body was twisting slightly.

After a long while, he said faintly, “His heart has already been destroyed, and all life force has been severed. Although his soul has not dissipated, resurrecting him will be very difficult. First, he needs a fresh, beating heart.”

Cai’er looked up at Ilyas. She undid the chains on her body, carefully lowered Long Haochen, and laid him flat on the golden ground.

Looking deeply at Long Haochen, stroking his bloodless face, she lowered her head and kissed him lightly on the forehead. Although his forehead was already ice-cold without a trace of warmth, it still gave her a feeling of real existence.

A faint smile appeared on her delicate face. Cai’er slowly stood up. She raised her right hand, and black light flickered. Her Death Scythe had already appeared in her grasp.

“You’re right. In fact, he should be your inheritor. Please resurrect him. As for the heart…”

Cai’er smiled, a genuine smile that, at that moment, was as moving as a hundred flowers blooming. Even Ilyas, the Undead Scourge who had been dormant for thousands of years, couldn’t help but be stunned when he saw her smile.

“Use mine.”

Black light flashed. The Death Scythe in Cai’er’s hand turned, and the sharp tip of the blade pierced her chest like lightning. She was absolutely certain that she could pluck out her fresh heart. Leaving her heart in his chest seemed like a perfect ending. This way, she could be with him forever. So she smiled happily. She could already feel the cold edge of the Death Scythe piercing her skin. She only needed to twist her wrist, and the sharp scythe would cut open her chest, carefully plucking out her heart.

“No!” Golden light surged violently, rising from below and striking the Death Scythe, lifting the huge scythe, but still leaving a bloody mark on Cai’er’s chest.

Ilyas roared, “You foolish girl, is he really worth you doing this for him? Do you know that this purification blade has the effect of purifying souls? Even you, once it pierces your vital organs, will surely die, and no power can resurrect you.”

The most heart-wrenching part is finally over. Actually, I was also in tears when I wrote it! Please understand, after all, I am his father, right?

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(To be continued)

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