His wish fulfilled, only a moment of joy. If after everything, he would still have to experience endless separation and waiting, Ge Panming would prefer this moment to be the end.
Luo Yingbai sighed deeply, the sigh finally transforming into a smile at the corner of his lips. Countless crystalline fragments flew out from Ge Panming’s body, and Cang Ling Yue Yi appeared before Luo Yingbai.
What was dispersing were the resentful and malevolent energies Ge Panming had accumulated after being contaminated by demonic qi. What remained was the one soul and one spirit of the pure Xiao long spear that had never been corrupted.
Luo Yingbai bent down, placing his hand on the other’s head. Cang Ling Yue Yi returned to the blade. Perhaps, after all blood debts were repaid, the other soul fragments would return, and he could reconstruct a complete form.
He had his own ending, but Luo Yingbai did not want everything to end. Instead, he took the initiative, his sleeve billowing like clouds, striking a thunderbolt back to the originally calm sky!
In an instant, wind and clouds raged furiously. The altar beneath Luo Yingbai scattered like dust, the pillars supporting the earth showing signs of collapse.
Thousands of meteors broke through the sky, falling and splashing.
He did not dodge or hide, fearlessly looking up, watching the most magnificent astronomical phenomenon of his life.
Ge Panming thought this heavenly tribulation came because of him and would stop with him. But as memories sealed in Luo Yingbai’s protective charm surged forth, he suddenly remembered that he was the one who should never have been tolerated by heaven and earth.
He should have long ago had his soul scattered, with no future life, not entering reincarnation. The fact that he could stand here now was because of…
Xia Xianning.
“Xianning…” Luo Yingbai took a deep breath.
He murmured softly, “I’m sorry. Although your carefully planned schemes always failed because of me, this time, I still don’t want to agree to you.”
