In a snowy realm blanketed by endless frost and snow, a lone figure stood motionless amidst the swirling snow, her gaze drifting across the icy expanse toward a distant, unseen horizon. The icy wind howled around her, yet she stood unaffected, as though the cold was a part of her very being.
Suddenly, a pair of warm hands appeared behind her, wrapping around her waist in an embrace. The woman didn't flinch, nor did she react in any way, her expression remaining calm and serene.
"Missing your Che'er, Xuanyin?" came a teasing voice from behind her. It was Chi Wuyao, her tone laced with a mix of mischief and understanding. Were it anyone else, Mu Xuanyin would have long swatted them away without hesitation, but Chi Wuyao—was an exception.
Mu Xuanyin's lips curled into a faint smile as she slowly turned to face her. "And I know you miss him just as much as I do," she said softly, her eyes carrying a warmth that contrasted sharply with the frozen world around them.
Chi Wuyao's expression faltered for a moment, her teasing demeanor slipping. Mu Xuanyin's gaze softened further as she pulled Chi Wuyao into her embrace, holding her gently yet firmly. "I know, in front of Ying'er, you have to be the voice of reason," she murmured, her voice soothing. "But with me, you don't need to act so tough."
For a while, neither spoke, their silent understanding filling the space between them. The swirling snow seemed to quiet in deference to their shared moment of vulnerability.
Finally, Chi Wuyao broke the silence, her voice barely above a whisper. "He should be okay… right?"
"Mm," Mu Xuanyin answered quietly, her voice soft and distant. It had been many months since Yun Che entered the Abyss. By the flow of time within the Abyss, it should already have been four, perhaps even five years since he had crossed over. Their worries for him only grew with each passing day.
In front of others, they had to remain strong—the cold and unyielding pillars everyone expected them to be. But here, alone in each other's company, they could finally set down their burdens, allowing themselves to feel.
Chi Wuyao, the Empress of the God Realm, carried the weight of an entire universe on her shoulders. She could never afford to show weakness—her position demanded unshakable strength. But only in the presence of Mu Xuanyin could she let her guard down, relaxing in the comfort of someone who truly understood her.
"He will be..." Mu Xuanyin began, her voice gentle, as she tried to comfort Chi Wuyao once more. But before she could finish, the world itself seemed to explode.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!"
The deafening sound tore through the snowy realm, reverberating like the roar of an ancient beast awakened from its slumber. The ground trembled beneath their feet, and the skies above seemed to shatter. Snowstorms were thrown into chaos as the entire world seemed to shake under the sheer force of the sound.
The sudden explosion sent waves of panic rippling across the realm. The two women, though powerful beyond comprehension, instinctively turned their gazes toward the source of the disturbance, their expressions sharpening.
They had heard this sound before!!!!
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"What is it, Brother Kongchan, Brother Fuchen?" Dian Rahu, the Boundless Divine Regent, asked the moment everyone else had left. His tone carried a mix of curiosity and unease. Though he was genuinely unsure of what was happening, he couldn't ignore the recent closeness between these two old friends of his.
Recently, Meng Kongchan and Hua Fuchen had been getting along unusually well—almost too well. While Dian Rahu had initially brushed it off as harmless camaraderie, this time, things felt different. Something was definitely not right. He wasn't a fool, and the circumstances made it impossible to ignore the nagging suspicion creeping into his mind. Especially when both had specifically requested for his son, Dian Jiuzhi, as well as Meng Jianyuan and Hua Caili, to stay behind.
No matter how much he wanted to feign ignorance, the possibility of a deeper scheme loomed uncomfortably in the back of his mind.
"Brother Rahu, I… this…" Hua Fuchen began, his words faltering as he glanced toward Meng Kongchan for support. For a moment, an awkward silence hung in the air, the tension thick enough to cut.
Before Hua Fuchen could find the words to explain, Hua Caili stepped out from behind him, her face calm but her movements resolute. At the same time, Yun Che stepped forward from behind Meng Kongchan. The two walked toward each other with quiet determination, their eyes meeting as though seeking strength in one another.
And then, to the utter shock of the High Priests, the Divine Regents, and even the Abyssal Monarch himself, they held each other's hands.
The room fell deathly silent, the weight of their actions rippling through the gathered elders like a stone dropped into still water. Dian Rahu's eyes widened in disbelief as the realization began to dawn on him.
Beside him, Dian Jiuzhi was trembling
"I'm have long been not afraid anymore. What about you, Brother Yun?" Hua Caili said, her voice steady and her eyes shining as brightly as the stars above. Her gaze locked onto Yun Che's, unyielding and filled with resolve.
Yun Che held her gaze, a soft smile touching his lips. "I promised to be with you forever, didn't I? Why would I be afraid now?" His words were laced with sincerity, his eyes reflecting the same unwavering determination as hers.
Without hesitation, the two stepped forward together and knelt before the Abyssal Monarch, their movements fluid yet purposeful. The entire hall seemed to hold its breath; every eye fixed on the pair.
"I, Yun Che, son of the Dreamless Divine Regent, request the mighty Abyssal Monarch to break Hua Caili's engagement with Dian Jiuzhi!" Yun Che's voice rang out, clear and resolute, carrying an unmistakable weight.
At the same time, Hua Caili spoke, her voice equally firm and unwavering. "I, Hua Caili, daughter of the Painter Heart Divine Regent, wish to break off my engagement with the Divine Son, Dian Jiuzhi, of the Boundless Divine Kingdom!"
The hall fell into an eerie silence.
Everyone was stunned—stunned speechless. High Priest Liu Xiao, who had somewhat predicted this outcome, had braced himself for such a declaration. Still, even he hadn't expected it to happen this quickly or so boldly. As for the two Divine Regents, Meng Kongchan and Hua Fuchen, they had known that this day might come. Yet, they too had not anticipated their children's actions to be so direct and resolute.
However, what truly shook Meng Kongchan wasn't Yun Che's and Hua Caili's boldness—it was the words Yun Che had spoken. Since Yun Che had returned to the Dreamweaver Divine Kingdom years ago, not once had he called Meng Kongchan "Father" or openly identified himself as his son. For years, Yun Che had maintained a polite but distant demeanor, carefully avoiding any acknowledgment of a familial bond.
But now… now, even if it was only to gain his support, Yun Che had, for the first time, referred to himself as Meng Kongchan's son. That single word carried more weight than anyone could have imagined. A deep warmth spread through Meng Kongchan's heart, a feeling he hadn't expected amidst the shock and tension.
Meng Kongchan was the first to recover from his astonishment. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and knelt beside Yun Che, his voice steady and filled with newfound resolve. "I, Meng Kongchan, the Divine Regent of the Dreamweaver Kingdom of God, request Your Majesty to break off Jiuzhi and Caili's engagement!"
His words were like a thunderclap, rippling through the room. The shock in the hall deepened as all eyes turned toward him.
Moments later, Hua Fuchen, his face serious but calm, stepped forward as well. Kneeling beside his daughter, he added, "I, Hua Fuchen, the Divine Regent of the Heaven Breaker Divine Kingdom, request Your Majesty to cancel Caili's engagement with Nephew Jiuzhi!"
The two Divine Regents, powerful rulers of their respective Kingdoms, now knelt side by side with their children, their voices echoing with unwavering determination.
Their actions only served to deepen the shock of everyone present.
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In the seat above everyone present, the Abyssal Monarch, Mo Su, turned his gaze cold. The faint smile that had previously adorned his face had long disappeared, replaced by a stern seriousness that seemed to chill the air, yet before he could speak, a thunderous roar erupted, shaking the ancient hall.
"WHAT!!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THIS?!? HUA FUCHEN, MENG KONGCHAN!!! YOU!!!"
The roar was deafening, reverberating through the chamber like the rumble of an unstoppable storm. The sheer force of the outburst was overwhelming, but Hua Fuchen and Meng Kongchan remained unfazed. As if they had long anticipated such a reaction, their protective energy surged instantly, forming an impenetrable barrier around Yun Che and Hua Caili. The two Divine Regents exchanged brief, knowing glances but stayed composed, their expressions calm and resolute.
Meanwhile, Dian Jiuzhi, standing near his father, felt the full brunt of the roar. His head spun as the overwhelming pressure rattled his thoughts, leaving him visibly shaken. His legs faltered for a moment, and his pale face betrayed his growing unease. He clenched his fists tightly, trying to steady himself against the chaotic surge of his father's wrath.
Dian Rahu's face was a mask of rage, his profound energy swirling uncontrollably around him. His glare bore into Hua Fuchen and Meng Kongchan like a blade, sharp and unrelenting. His voice, filled with indignation and betrayal, thundered again as he pointed an accusing finger at his two old friends. "Do you know what you're asking for?!"
"Brother Rahu…" Hua Fuchen began, his tone calm, as he attempted to explain. But before he could utter another word, the furious Boundless Divine Regent cut him off.
"DON'T BROTHER ME!!!!" Dian Rahu roared, his voice echoing like thunder throughout the hall. His eyes blazed with anger, and his profound energy flared uncontrollably, crackling in the air like lightning. "EVERYONE IN THE ABYSS KNOWS ABOUT MY SON AND YOUR DAUGHTER'S ENGAGEMENT!!! EVERYONE KNOWS HOW DEVOTED MY SON IS TO YOUR DAUGHTER! HE'S WAITED FOR HER FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS!!! AND NOW—NOW YOU WANT TO BREAK OFF THE ENGAGEMENT AFTER ALL THAT?!? WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!?!"
Each word he shouted was like a hammer blow, carrying the full weight of his indignation and disbelief. His voice trembled with more than just anger—there was a raw, unspoken pain beneath it. To him, this was not just betrayal; it was humiliation. His son's unwavering devotion had been the pride of his Kingdom, and now that pride was being trampled underfoot.
Over the past three—almost four—years, Dian Rahu had begun to notice the growing camaraderie between Hua Fuchen and Meng Kongchan. The two old friends, once casual allies, had become far closer than before. They even visited near his Kingdom not long ago. At the time, Dian Rahu hadn't thought much of it—why would he? After all, soon they would be one family!
But this—this?! Breaking off the engagement? Casting aside years of loyalty and devotion? It was an insult that cut deeper than any blade.
Dian Rahu's breathing grew heavier, his aura surging chaotically as he glared at his two old friends. The betrayal was like a festering wound, and his fury threatened to consume the very air in the hall.
Hua Fuchen and Meng Kongchan had long prepared themselves for this day. They had anticipated the fury, the sense of betrayal, and the potential fallout. Yet, now that the moment had arrived, standing before their enraged friend, they found themselves momentarily at a loss for words. The weight of their decision pressed heavily upon them.
The three of them had been close friends for centuries, their bonds forged through countless trials and shared victories. What they were asking for now would undoubtedly sour that relationship—or worse, shatter it completely, potentially turning them into bitter enemies.
But so what? What other choice did they have?!
Hua Fuchen's heart ached with guilt and resolve as his thoughts turned to his daughter, Hua Caili, and Yun Che, the young man he had come to regard as family. Their love for one another was genuine and unwavering. Hua Caili may have been engaged to Dian Jiuzhi on paper, but her heart had always belonged to Yun Che. That much was clear to anyone who truly cared to see.
As much as it pained him to risk destroying an age-old friendship, Hua Fuchen could not turn his back on his daughter's happiness—or Yun Che's. He clenched his fists, his resolve hardening. Backing off was not an option.
Meng Kongchan, standing beside him, shared the same determination. His beloved son, Yun Che (Meng Jianyuan), had finally found someone who loved him with every fiber of her being. To deny them their happiness for the sake of politics or alliances would be a betrayal of everything they held dear. No matter the cost, they would stand by their children.
But just as the two Divine Regents were about to explain their reasons, a weak, trembling voice broke through the tense atmosphere.
"Why… Caili… just why… what have I… done wrong?"
The voice, frail and filled with raw pain, belonged to Dian Jiuzhi. His body trembled uncontrollably, unable to steady himself as the weight of the situation pressed down on him. Earlier, when he saw Hua Caili in Yun Che's embrace upon their arrival in the Pure Land, a seed of doubt had been planted in his heart. But now, hearing her openly request to break off their engagement shattered him entirely. The anguish in his voice carried the despair of a heart that had just been broken beyond repair.
She was the reason he had been reborn—the light in his darkest hours. She was the reason he had pushed himself through unimaginable pain and despair, climbing to the very pinnacle of his Kingdom's power. She was the reason he had endured, the purpose behind his every step forward, the fuel for his ambitions and dreams.
And now, she was the source of his suffering, the one who had torn his heart apart with the same intensity with which she had once inspired him.
"Just… what have I done wrong?" Dian Jiuzhi repeated, his voice trembling as his gaze dropped to the ground, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. His eyes glistened with unshed tears, and his entire body radiated sorrow, his pride as the Boundless Divine Son crumbling under the weight of betrayal.
"Brother Jiuzhi, it's not that you have wronged me…" Hua Caili, who had been silent until now, finally spoke, her voice soft yet steady. Her gaze fell upon Dian Jiuzhi, filled with both sorrow and determination. "It's just that back then, I didn't truly understand what love was. Looking back now, what I felt for you wasn't love—it was admiration. But admiration isn't love. For that, Brother Jiuzhi, I am truly sorry… sorry that I kept you waiting."
Her words were sincere, spoken with the weight of her regret. Yet, to Dian Jiuzhi, every syllable felt like a blade piercing his heart, cutting deeper with each passing moment.
Back then, she used to call him Big Brother Big Head—a playful, childish nickname that no one else dared to use. To him, it had been endearing, a term of affection that only she could claim. He allowed it because it reminded him of their first meeting, a memory he had cherished above all else. But now, standing before him, she had addressed him by his name—his name that should have been a source of pride.
Yet, in this moment, that name, spoken so formally, felt like a hammer blow. It wasn't just her words that tore at him but the weight of what they symbolized: the collapse of everything he had held dear. The memories, the hope, the love he had nurtured for thousands of years—it was all crumbling before him.
It was as though the world itself had turned against him.
Despite his best efforts to remain composed, his trembling body betrayed the storm of emotions within. His heart felt as though it had been shredded into countless pieces, each fragment twisting painfully in his chest. His gaze remained fixed on Hua Caili, searching for something—anything—that could undo her words. But all he saw was her resolute expression, and it only deepened his despair.
"Ai..." A soft sigh escaped from the lips of High Priest Liu Xiao, echoing faintly in the tense silence of the hall. His gaze softened as it rested on Hua Caili, whom he regarded as a granddaughter. From the day she was born, her life had been a series of struggles, marred by pain and tribulation. He had always wished for her happiness, hoping that she could one day escape the shadows that had plagued her existence.
Yet, even after breaking free from her past pain, she now found herself ensnared in a new one—a love tribulation. The engagement that had once been intended to secure her joy and stability had instead become a poison. A bond meant to unite hearts and Kingdoms was now tearing her apart, threatening to unravel not only her peace but also the fragile alliances between their Divine Kingdoms.
Liu Xiao's heart ached for her, knowing that her choice to follow her heart was both courageous and fraught with danger. But his wisdom as a High Priest reminded him that this matter went far beyond personal feelings.
Unfortunately, in the grand scheme of things, their opinions or wishes mattered little. The engagement wasn't something the Divine Regents or Hua Caili herself could dissolve at will. It had been decreed by none other than the Abyssal Monarch himself.
This wasn't just a matter of Hua Caili's happiness or the pride of the Divine Kingdoms—it was a matter of the dignity of the Pure Land itself. The engagement carried the weight of the Abyssal Monarch's authority. Any challenge to it risked more than just the relationships between the Kingdoms—it risked offending the Monarch's will and undermining the unity of the Abyss.