The seven-stringed zither broke, the sword shattered, and the person perished.
On that day, Sword Saint Xie Linyuan and the Sect Leader of Heavenly Sound Sect went to their deaths in succession.
...
The light and shadow disappeared, pitch black and silent.
All the scenes ended in the instant the giant sword splintered into pieces, swiftly receding like the tide.
By the time Ye Wanlan's vision of the space in front of her had returned to calm, she was back at the Headquarters of Heavenly Sound Sect three hundred years later.
In the darkness, she could clearly see the bi-colored glow from the Jade Luan Pin.
Ye Wanlan took two steps forward and slowly squatted down, picking up the Jade Luan Pin.
"Boo hoo hoo, it's so tragic, really so tragic," the Qingyun Pendant wept with hitched breaths, "How could it be so tragic, they were truly lovers, why did the heavens treat them like this!"
