“Some things are destined to be irreversible. Those that can be reversed are all illusions.”

Ling Guang no longer had any lingering attachment to the world. He had been imprisoned on Mount Halcyon for 100,000 years, and he had thought through many things.

Ling Guang was like a gust of wind as he appeared silently in front of Si Wuya in the southern pavilion. He removed the red mask on his face, revealing his ‘ugly’ features. His eyes burned with determination as he looked at Si Wuya and said, “From now on, you should wear this mask yourself.”

Before Si Wuya could speak, Ling Guang pushed his hand out, and Si Wuya floated up.

Si Wuya was unable to resist the tyrannical power and could only float helplessly in midair.

Following that, fire began to burn.

“Descendants of the Fire Deity are born to be friends with fire,” Ling Guan said as he appeared in front of Si Wuya and pushed his hand out again. A pair of flaming wings appeared on his back before the fire on his body turned into countless red threads of light and an endless stream of energy surged into Si Wuya’s body.

“You…” Si Wuya said. He saw Ling Guang’s body slowly disintegrating, returning to the world. He had no way to make Ling Guang stay.

It was not that Ling Guang could not live, but he had grown tired of everything. He could have used parasitic or possession techniques, but he found them to be an insult to the Fire Deity clan. He had lived for far too long.

Life was something with pondering upon all of one’s life. Great philosophers talked about the meaning of life all the time, but they were unable to change the fate of those who were dying.

Si Wuya wanted to persuade Ling Guang, but he realized the absurdity of a young man trying to talk about life and its meaning to a deity who had lived for more than 100,000 years. Hence, he chose to remain silent. Just like that, he quietly accepted Ling Guang’s gift.

“Go…”

Ling Guang’s power turned into a river and converged into the open sea. He looked at Si Wuya, who was growing stronger and stronger, with satisfaction. His eyes were filled with excitement and anticipation as he said, “From now on, you’re the Fire Deity!”

…

In the Evil Sky Pavilion’s eastern pavilion.

Lu Zhou had already inserted Jian Bing’s divine soul pearl into the blue avatar’s lotus.

He looked at the blue avatar that could not be understood due to its unrestrained nature.

It had to be said that the 100 years of tempering the abyss were very useful and the power of the abyss was too strong. He no longer felt any pain when activating the blue avatar’s Birth Charts. Moreover, with the golden avatar, his foundation was very good and stable.

He had just completely formed the golden avatar’s first light disk, and now, he was activating his blue avatar’s 23rd Birth Chart.

Click!

A crisp noise rang in the air.

Lu Zhou saw the divine soul pearl sinking into the lotus seat and waved his hand to bring it out.

Lu Zhou nodded. The activation was entering the next stage.

He rose to his feet. Now that the divine soul pearl had served its purpose, he should find someone to return it.

Lu Zhou sent a voice transmission to Zhu Honggong. When Zhu Honggong came over, he asked, “Where’s Jiang Aijian?”

“Master, he’s gone to see the White Emperor,” Zhu Honggong replied.

Initially, Lu Zhou planned to send Zhu Honggong to return the divine soul pearl to Jian Bing. However, Zhu Honggong was not the most cautious, and Mingshi Yin was not around. Hence, Jiang Aijian was the best choice.

Lu Zhou asked, puzzled, “He hasn’t returned?”

That’s right,” Zhu Honggong replied.

After thinking about it for a moment, Lu Zhou said, “Alright, since he’s not here, you can go. This is the divine soul pearl of the Cult Master of the Nihilist Congregation. Send it back to the ancient ruins.”

Zhu Honggong caught the divine soul pearl Lu Zhou threw out and said, slightly aggrieved, “Master, I’m actually quite reliable when it comes to handling matters like this…”

“Alright, I believe you,” Lu Zhou said.

“I promise to complete the mission!” Zhu Honggong said. He put the divine soul pearl away, turned around, and left the Evil Sky Pavilion for the ancient ruins.

…

When it was almost the next day, Zhu Honggong arrived at the ancient walls. Since this was his second time here, he was much more familiar with his way around.

The members of the Nihilist Congregation respectfully welcomed him and led him to the meeting hall.

As soon as Jian Bing received the news, he hurried over to the meeting hall.

The three cult leaders were the same.

After Zhu Honggong placed the divine soul pearl in Jian Bing’s hand, he said, “My master ordered me to return this to you.”

Now that the divine soul pearl was returned to him, Jian Bing was so happy and grateful that he began to shed tears. He said, “The Unholy One is truly great. I’m so ashamed of myself…”

Zhu Honggong looked at Jian Bing and said with a hint of pride, “That’s only natural!”

Jian Bing wiped his tears away and said to Zhu Honggong with a smile, “Brother, are you really the Unholy One’s disciple?”

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“Of course! I brought you the divine soul pearl, didn’t I? How can it be false?” Zhu Honggong said.

“You have a point,” Jian Bing said. Then, he moved to stand next to Zhu Honggong and placed his arms around Zhu Honggong’s shoulder before he continued to say, “Brother, it’s fate! We’re fated!”

“Let go! Let go! I don’t like men! You pervert!” Zhu Honggong protested as he pushed Jian Bing away with all his might.

Jian Bing was not angry at all. Instead, he said, “I can’t help it, I can’t help it. When I see an outstanding talent, I can’t control my emotions. Please forgive me!”

Zhu Honggong was amused. “Your flattery is not bad…”

Jian Bing frowned and said seriously, ” How can that be? Flattery is usually lies, but what I said is the truth! You can’t confuse the two!”

Zhu Honggong widened his eyes and said, “You’re right!”

“The Cult Master is right,” the three cult leaders echoed.

Then, Jian Bing asked in a low voice, “How’s the Unholy One recently?”

“Very good.”

“Brother, in the future, you have to put in a good word for me in front of Lord Unholy One,” Jian Bing said.

The three sect leaders echoed again, “That’s right, put in a good word!”

“Alright, alright. Ah, I was tied up last time so my arms and legs are still sore,” Zhu Honggong said as he touched his shoulder with an expression of discomfort on his face.

Jian Bing waved his hand immediately and said in a deep voice, “What are you waiting for?”

The three cult leaders understood and immediately hammered Zhu Honggong’s shoulders and legs.

…

Meanwhile.

On the eastern Lost Island.

Bai Zhaoju and Jiang Aijian were chatting happily.

“Qi Sheng, it’s been a while since you returned to the Lost Island. I really wish you can stay a few days,” Bai Zhaoju said.

Jiang Aijian sighed and said, “Your Majesty, there’s no need to be like this. It’s not difficult to come here from the Great Void. In the future, I’ll visit more often.”

“That would be great,” Bai Zhaoju said. After a moment, he continued to say, “I followed your plan and took care of Ye Tianxin and Zhao Yue. Now that they’ve become commanders, are you confident they’ll be able to comprehend the Great Dao?”

Jiang Aijian replied, “If I’m not confident, why would I let them become commanders?”

Bai Zhaoju nodded and sighed in relief. Then, he thought about it for a moment before he asked solemnly, “Qi Sheng, on account of me saving your life, tell me honestly… What’s your purpose for doing all these things?”

Jiang Aijian was stunned. He did not expect this question from Bai Zhaoju. He wondered how Si Wuya would answer this question if Si Wuya were here. After a moment, he said, “The Great Void will eventually collapse.”

Bai Zhaoju was not surprised. Instead, he said with a sigh, “The Unholy One really doesn’t give up…”

At this moment, Jiang Aijian sensed movementsfrom one of his talismans. He brought it out and lit it up.

A projection appeared in front of the duo immediately.

Upon seeing the person in projection, Jiang Aijian asked with a smile, “Lady Hua, what’s the matter?”

Hua Zhenghong looked at Bai Zhaoju, who was next to Qi Sheng, before she said, “Holy Maiden Xihe said that you went to the ancient ruins to help her look for the Heaven Suppressing Pestle. However, many days have passed since then, and you’ve yet to return. As it turns out, you’re with the White Emperor.”

“The White Emperor has done me a great favor. Why can’t I visit the Lost Island?” Jiang Aijian asked.

“Of course, you can. However, the Heaven Suppressing Pestle is of great importance.You should bring it back soon. Moreover, since the commanders of the ten halls have been chosen, you should hurry up and let them comprehend the Great Dao…”

Jiang Aijian said, “There’s no need to be anxious. I know what to do. As the saying goes, ‘Haste makes waste’.”

“I’ve already conveyed the Great Emperor’s words. Please take care,” Hua Zhenghong said.

“Please convey my message to the Great Emperor. I’ll complete my task before the sky collapses…”

Hua Zhenghong only frowned and did not say anything else. With a wave of her hand, the projection disappeared.

Bai Zhaoju asked with a faint smile, “Aren’t you afraid of Hua Zhenghong?”

Jiang Aijian said disapprovingly, “Although she’s a supreme being, it doesn’t mean that I have to be afraid of her.”

Bai Zhaoju looked at the sea and shook his head as he said, “That’s because you don’t understand her…”

“Oh?”

“Hua Zhenghong was once a proud student of the Unholy One. She’s very unpredictable. Even the Unholy One couldn’t control her back then. Do you think Ming Xin keeps her by his side because of her strength alone?” Bai Zhaoju asked.

“Oh? I’d like to hear more.”