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That is a power beyond the reach of mortals

He can finally follow the moonlight, which is as faint as water and as light as gauze, to see where she is bound—at this moment, the rain is pouring down, and the water is surging like a waterfall

Xi He ... ... the Sword Sovereign in the eyes of the world, the Sword Sovereign who embraces the world, he ... ... is not heartless after all

The fox clan swarmed to the edge of the pond, clearly in a state of extreme tension

He smiled faintly, yet within that smile lay boundless solitude, infinite desolation, and endless regret

The gates of heaven have turned, merely because they are separated by mountain ranges; he wishes to see you once more.

He drew the long sword from his back and rubbed it in his hands several times: "Huanxing, back then I took your life for the soul of Wuling. Now that the lives of the people in the world have been saved, and my master's entrusted task has been completed, I... yet do not know how to position myself.

Huanxing, that year I called you the Red Fox, merely for the phrase in the Wuling Soul Sword Manual: 'The more sorrowful the Red Fox, the stronger the spiritual power'

Mikawa turned back to Anqingye: "She seems to be in great pain!"

In an instant, lightning fiercely tore through the vast sky, the sound of thunder resounded incessantly, and the mountain began to move at a speed perceptible to the naked eye

The silver web emitted by his tail ring once again coalesced, forming a slender thread that extended like a tentacle until it touched the sword body. Following the silver "tentacle," red light scattered outward until the sword body of the Soul of Wuling completely dissolved into nothingness

The ancient and intricate incantation flowed from his thin lips, his spiritual power dispersed into the mountains, and his form gradually transformed into nothingness

The soul of Wuling trembled violently—surely that kind and beautiful little spirit fox from a thousand years ago is weeping inconsolably

Huanxing, she is still that little fox spirit who fell in love with Xihe after all

The tip of the sword trembles slightly

The mountains and rocks are solid and heavy, with a bright and clear radiance spreading across the heavens and the earth. A figure swiftly flew in on a sword from the horizon, ultimately stopping on the other side of Tianmen Mountain

The floodgates of his heart are opened, representing his remorse and solitude, flowing like water, yet impossible to retrieve.

Now the mountain shadows are heavy, and he cannot see where her soul has departed. It is as if, at that time, humans and demons were on different paths; between them, it was clearly within reach, and they clearly wanted to abandon everything, yet they were burdened by the world.

Mikawa struggled to rise from the water: "Huanxing, back then, Xihe and I knew that a thousand years later you would become a malevolent spirit. We should have destroyed this soul of Wuling at that time, yet in the end, we could not bear to do so... Thus, I would rather disperse my cultivation, allowing spiritual power to fill these mountains, to accompany you..."

On this night, heavy snow, clear skies, bright moon, and thunderstorms.

He stood with his hands behind his back, facing the mountains, and with all his spiritual power, he cast the final spell of his life

The Sword Master, who has long been seen by the world as devoid of desires and aspirations, murmured this sentence, only to suddenly realize that there is no one in this world who can hear this explanation anymore

With a thunderous sound, the cliff opened up, revealing a dark and vast entrance like a door

And this long night has brought an end to a millennium of love

That was also a moonlit night

Amidst the flashes of lightning and the rumble of thunder, the heavenly gates shifted, and the bluish-gray haze gradually dispersed, while a fine red light began to pour forth from the sword body, nearly cleaving the sword itself apart

The Soul Sword of Wuling possesses immense magical power, and if the sword spirit wishes to break free, it will endure great suffering. An Qingye fixed his gaze on the trembling sword body, saying, "Huanxing, I am here to help you disperse your soul."

The shadow of the sword enters the pool, as deep as my gaze. Turning and following, it leads to the primeval wilderness

Mikawa gazed at all of this, and suddenly felt at ease. The world before her gradually darkened, and she leaned against the person behind her, allowing herself to fall into a deep sleep.

Xi He suddenly stood up, exerting all her strength to hurl the soul of Wuling forward

I still remember that at that time, Huanxing had just entered the door, following closely behind me. He turned to look at her, and she smiled charmingly, with a touch of vermilion between her brows, beautiful like the first drops of spring rain

The descendants of the fox clan kneel in reverence, murmuring prayers for their ancestors to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation

At this point, the Heavenly Gate begins to open