Only this way, can one truly be considered a child of the Immortal Dao Noble Clan.
Otherwise, they would ask: You were born into the Immortal Dao Noble Clan, with thousands serving you, why are you still unhappy?
"Until I t Senior Brother..." Luo Qingyao squinted her eyes, a layer of frost covering her eyelashes, "I approached you so humbly and pathetically, trying to please you like those who once served . I seed to have locked myself in a cage, waiting for you to punish ... But you didn’t, you set free."
Fan Wubing stepped onto the peak, where an altar uncovered by snow appeared before him.
It was massive, ancient, and while solemn, it also exuded a kind of tragedy.
"We’re here." Fan Wubing did not wish to respond to the previous words. He felt he had not deliberately done anything for his junior sister, but had naturally interacted with her until this relationship was ford.
He realized for the first ti that the junior sister, who always seed cheerful in the Eternal Immortal Sect, was actually a very burdened person.
Luo Qingyao got down from Fan Wubing’s back, holding a bone hairpin, she walked towards the altar slowly.
She staggered as if she were a child just learning to walk, or an old person nearing the end.
But she was so determined.
At this mont, the bone hairpin in her hand bore not just the soul of her mother, but her past.
She wanted to bury her heavy past here.
This was a crucial step for her, a hurdle she had to overco on her path of cultivation.
Fan Wubing remained silent, standing behind and watching her quietly.
He knew that his junior sister wasn’t a perfect person and had many flaws. Yet, it was this that truly moved him.
Because he always felt that perfect people do not fall in love with others, nor are they loved by others.
Love is a pursuit of beauty, as well as an acceptance of imperfection.
Luo Qingyao passed through the altar and stood on the slope at the highest point of Silver Horse Peak.
An invisible pressure tortured her body and soul.
She constantly bit her tongue to make herself more awake.
Kneeling on the ground, she extended her hands, scooping away the snow on the slope bit by bit.
At this mont, she could no longer use her cultivation and Sword Dao, no different from a mortal who had never practiced immortality.
Nevertheless, she was neither lost nor afraid.
She felt that this bone-chilling coldness was nothing compared to the depression at ho.
Both her hands were cut by the ice shards, and the hot blood that flowed out quickly froze, turning into a horrible red scab covering her entire hands.
She buried the bone hairpin in the snow, allowing her mother to return ho.
Burying the past here.
Then, she turned around and walked towards her senior brother, her face showing a hopeful smile.
Fan Wubing’s eyes suddenly widened, and his whole body trembled.
Whether it was an illusion or not, he just saw a woman’s figure suddenly appear from junior sister’s body, embracing her from behind, then dispersing into the wind and snow.
Surely it wasn’t an illusion, but... a mother’s protection for her child.
Fan Wubing’s eyes reddened as he recalled his own mother in this life. When he was born, his mother once told him: As long as she lived, she would never let her child leave before her. However, in the winter when he was four, his mother died to protect him.
"Hoo..."
Fan Wubing lowered his head and sighed, then raised his head, ready to greet his junior sister with a smile.
But, on her way back, Luo Qingyao stepped into the center of the altar.
When she stood in the center of the altar adorned with huge totems, a tremor roared like a mountain collapse, overwhelming, suddenly arrived.
Imdiately following, the sound of the ancient world echoed around them.
The bell of grandeur rang forth.
Majestic figures encircled the peak of Silver Horse Peak.
Their brilliance was almost unbearable to look at.
In unison, they chanted:
"Ascend to immortality today, leave the mortal world behind."
"Ascend imdiately, let go of worldly attachnts."
"Ascend to immortality today, ascend imdiately!"
One after another, the words reverberated like the towering of mountains.
Below Luo Qingyao’s feet, an arc of light suddenly appeared, and then the Ascension Platform appeared before her. A murmur sounded by her ear, saying, "Ascend to immortality today, ascend imdiately!"
As long as she stepped onto the Ascension Platform, she could ascend on the spot and achieve the supre immortal career.
But Luo Qingyao’s eyes were clear, unaffected in the slightest, she declared in a strong voice:
"I will walk my Immortal Path myself! Moreover, the suffering of the mortal world has not ended, I must also use my sword to cut through the sufferings!"
After speaking, she summoned a flying sword, ready to shatter the Ascension Platform before her.
But as soon as the flying sword was out, the Ascension Platform suddenly twisted into a hideous beast.
This beast had no physical form, composed of obscure runes and patterns of immortal energy.
The beast shrieked, "Ascend to immortality today, ascend imdiately!"
Its overwhelming presence pressed down on Luo Qingyao, making it impossible for her to move, about to swallow her whole.
Suddenly, Fan Wubing grabbed her from behind and yanked her back fiercely.
They switched places.
Thus, Luo Qingyao watched helplessly as her senior brother was devoured by the beast, leaping into the air, and disappearing.
"Senior Brother!" Luo Qingyao cried out with heartbreaking grief.
The enormous altar began to collapse from the middle.
Soon after, the entire Silver Horse Peak seed to lose support, collapsing from top to bottom.
The coldness of the great path and fierce energy recklessly attacked Luo Qingyao’s body.
At this mont, a figure, like an agile leopard, dashed through the falling boulders, catching the falling Luo Qingyao from behind.
"Qingyao, quickly, Silver Horse Peak is collapsing!"
"Kalya, why did you co!"
Kalya gritted her teeth, saying, "My mission isn’t over, I must ensure your safe return!"
"Senior Brother, he’s gone!" Luo Qingyao anxiously said, "I have to go back for him!"
Kalya remained calm, "No, we must leave imdiately!" Afraid Luo Qingyao wouldn’t listen, she loudly shouted, "Trust him!"
Luo Qingyao’s heart trembled, and she gritted her teeth saying, "Alright!"
The two quickly left Silver Horse Peak, stepping on the falling rocks.
...
Yong Su Snowfield.
The location of the core tribe of the Ancient Immortal Tribe.
In a solid white palace, after hearing He Youyi’s words, Saiyang Sect, the current Great Shaman of the Ancient Immortal Tribe, fell into silence.
He was very strong, with each of his bulging muscles containing imnse cultivation.
"The Ancient Immortal Tribe has been rooted in the Eternal Night Snow Mountain for generations, we watch over Silver Horse, receive the gifts of the Ancient Immortal, it is rich here, full of hope, how could it co to a state of wandering and holess?"
Guan Xin, beside He Youyi, spoke bluntly: "The Ancient Immortal has long ceased to exist."
Everyone in the palace cast hostile glances at her.
He Youyi looked at her helplessly, then said to the Great Shaman Saiyang Sect: "Great Shaman, the awakening of the Fallen Immortal Land is no joke. I respect your faith, but you should also respect your life."
"No need for concern from this Confucian gentleman. The Ancient Immortal chose us, and we will follow the Ancient Immortal for eternity."
He Youyi did not wish to persuade further, so he intended to leave.
At this mont, an intense tremor ca from afar. The surging great path and fierce energy stirred up a storm on the Yong Su Snowfield.
Saiyang Sect demanded, "What’s going on!"
A person rushed in from outside in a panic, bowing to the ground, trembling as they said:
"Great Shaman, it’s not good, Silver Horse Peak, Silver Horse Peak has collapsed! The Ancient Immortal Altar has collapsed!"
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