Published: February 25, 2025
“Su Bing!” Tan Yun said anxiously, quickly checking Shen Subing's body and finding no internal injuries.
“Tan Yun, how is the meritorious chief? Is she alright?” Mu Mengyi asked with concern.
Gently lifting Shen Subing, Tan Yun replied, “You don’t need to worry. She’s just exhausted.”
He looked at the others, his expression serious. “We need to get her to a safe place for her to rest. The Heavenly Punishment Mountain Range is not the safest place right now.”
“Right! Let’s hurry!” Xuan'er urged, glancing around nervously.
As they moved, Tan Yun couldn't shake the feeling that something ominous loomed over them, echoing the dangers of the eternal cycle of reincarnation.
“Remember to stay close and protect each other,” he instructed, their surroundings growing darker by the moment.
Each step they took felt heavier, the weight of the journey pressing down on them, but they pushed forward, united in their determination.
The lingering presence of the heavenly slayer demon ape haunted their thoughts, a reminder of the fierce battles that lay ahead.
With each passing moment, the bonds of trust and friendship solidified, helping them to face whatever challenges awaited them in the Divine Realm.
“Mm.” Mu Mengyi opened her arms, “Tan Yun, hand her over to me for care. You go break the ice ball, and we will take Sister Fang back home.”
“Okay.” Tan Yun said as he placed Shen Subing in Mu Mengyi's embrace, then walked over to the towering ice ball.
“Xuan'er, I'm taking you home now!” Tan Yun said softly, and then began to manipulate the primordial flame to burn the towering ice ball.
The ice ball, which Tan Yun and the heavenly slayer demon ape could not break through before, began to melt rapidly under the burning of the primordial flame.
A few breaths later, a ten-zhang gap was burned through the towering ice ball.
What came into Tan Yun’s sight was a snow-white ice coffin at the center of the ice ball.
Carved on the coffin were nine lifelike ancient divine birds — Phoenix!
Tan Yun clenched his fists tightly, tears welling up in his starry eyes as he walked toward the Nine Phoenix Ice Coffin.
At this moment, memories of when he was the primeval supreme swept through his mind, and Fang Luxuan's voice echoed in his head:
“Husband, if one day Xuan'er is gone, I want you to place me in the Nine Phoenix Ice Coffin, okay?”
“Xuan'er, why are you thinking such foolish things? I am the supreme; you are the supreme lady. We are destined to live as long as the heavens and exist for all eternity. How could we possibly die?”
“Husband, I’m just saying... what if? Please agree to me!”
“Okay, okay, I really can't do anything with you. But from now on, don’t say such unlucky words again!”
“Mm, husband is so nice. Xuan'er loves you…”
Sadness ravaged Tan Yun’s heart. Tears streamed down his cheeks, and for the first time, he felt his steps were heavier than ever before…
For the first time, after the eternal cycle of reincarnation, Tan Yun felt so close to his late wife…
For the first time, Tan Yun walked so slowly…
In a mere five hundred zhang distance, Tan Yun took a full quarter of an hour, leaving behind only a trembling silhouette for Mu Mengyi and the others.
The girls knew Tan Yun was desperately suppressing his emotions, trying not to cry out loud.
Mu Mengyi, Shiyao, and Xian'er watched Tan Yun's figure, their vision blurred by tears.
At this moment, the three girls felt that Tan Yun was exceptionally lonely.
At the same time, they could see that Fang Luxuan's position in Tan Yun's heart was irreplaceable!
“Xuan'er... I'm coming.” Tan Yun gently stroked the Nine Phoenix Ice Coffin, and one tear after another fell onto the coffin lid, splashing into droplets of tears.
In the extreme cold, the tear droplets turned into ice sculptures.
One tear sculpture after another!
Tan Yun tenderly caressed the ice coffin, and his calm tone contained endless sorrow, “Xuan'er, I think you must want to see me too.”