Published: February 25, 2025
Tan Yun soared down beside Nangong Yuqin, who turned and stepped into the dense woods.
Tan Yun gazed at the back of Nangong Yuqin, feeling an inexplicable sadness every time he saw her, especially when he noticed her head full of white hair.
Taking a deep breath, Tan Yun followed Nangong Yuqin into the woods.
With a wave of her jade arm, Nangong Yuqin created a soundproof barrier within a hundred feet, causing the surrounding space to ripple slightly.
“I wonder, friend, what brings you here?” Tan Yun clasped his hands in greeting.
Nangong Yuqin looked at Tan Yun, her beautiful eyes revealing an unmistakable worry. “You must not participate in the qualification battle for the trial in the Battlefield of the Gods.”
“Why not?” Tan Yun asked, confused.
“Because if you participate, you will lose your life,” Nangong Yuqin said with a grave expression. “The two people who will join me in the qualification battle tomorrow are Li Suyue and He Chao Yang.”
“Ten years ago, they obtained inheritances from the ancient well in the Battlefield of the Gods. Although I have never faced them, it is said that their strength at the great perfection of the refining soul realm is enough to annihilate those at the fourth and even fifth layers of the divine soul realm!”
Hearing this, Tan Yun felt a chill run through him. He could not explain why, but at this moment, he firmly believed that Nangong Yuqin would not deceive him.
Nangong Yuqin bit her lip and continued, “Furthermore, the three disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect participating in the qualification battle are Ouyang Guankin, Fan Chengkun, and Tuoba Meng.”
“It is said that Ouyang Guankin has inherited the bloodline of the war god, making him incredibly powerful.”
“Tuoba Meng is actually the reincarnation of a great power, and no one in the Eternal Immortal Sect knows just how strong he is!”
“And Fan Chengkun has obtained the devouring seal from a family powerhouse, making him exceptionally strong.”
“So Tan Yun, you really should not participate!”
Upon hearing this, Tan Yun furrowed his brows, a cold smile forming in his heart. “Inheritances, bloodlines of the war god, devouring seals, reincarnation of great powers—this sounds interesting!”
Then, Tan Yun clasped his hands again and said, “Thank you for the warning. But why are you telling me this? Don’t people from the divine soul celestial palace want to kill me?”
A hint of confusion appeared on Nangong Yuqin's stunning face. She looked at Tan Yun and, after a long silence, her eyes gradually moistened. Under the moonlight, tears shimmered in her eyes.
“I’m sorry. During the trial in the eternal land, when I was chasing Gongsun Ruoxi, I was hunted by a flood dragon to a lone peak, and you saved me. Yet, I pierced your chest with a sword. At that time, not only did you not retaliate, but you also let me escape.”
“Honestly, when I hurt you with that sword, my heart ached deeply. Later, I worried about you, fearing you might be in danger from the flood dragon’s attack, so I returned to the waterfall.”
“When I saw that the flood dragon was dead, and I spotted your and Gongsun Ruoxi's footprints on the rain-soaked ground, I finally felt relieved.”
“Tan Yun, you have asked me more than once how I feel about you. We have had many grievances in the past, so I never faced my feelings for you.”
“Since over nine years ago, when I waited for you at the summit of the Time-Space Immortal Mountain until the moment the time-space tunnel was about to close, I finally realized how important you are to me.”
“Although I don’t know what has happened between us, I only know that every time I see you, my heart aches, and my heart’s ailment may just be you.”
At this point, tears streamed down Nangong Yuqin's face. “And ten years ago, during the grand competition of the four techniques of the Eternal Immortal Sect, in our life-and-death duel, you nearly killed me. In my haze, I heard your cries. You begged me not to die, asking me to wake up and tell you why seeing me made you sad, why it hurt you.”