Zither Emperor Chapter 591 186 Chapter Forget Me My Love Part 1_1

591: 186 Chapter Forget Me, My Love (Part 1)_1 591: 186 Chapter Forget Me, My Love (Part 1)_1 The bined deaths of the Milanese and the people of Flore surpassed three hundred thousand.

Three hundred thousand corpses—it would take more than a day or two just to bury them all.

Spirit City had begun to clean up the battlefield, the victory had e so swiftly and yet so late.

The sudden happiness finally diluted the stench of blood in Spirit City to some degree.

Darkness gives way to dawn.

After an entire day bustling with activity, except for those on patrol, a great number of Milan Warriors fell into the sweetest of slumbers.

The generals, too, finally had a chance to rest.

Five long days and nights of hardship had not been in vain—they had preserved their homeland.

They were all heroes of Milan.

The sky, from absolute darkness, gradually turned to dark blue.

A new day was about to dawn, and for the Milan Eastern Legion, this was clearly a new beginning.

However, for one person, it was already the end.

Enveloped in a black robe, with dark blue hair trailing down her back, even from behind, her ethereal beauty was enough to make anyone who saw her never forget.

Within that dark blue hair, there was now a streak of red—the red of a Phoenix.

She walked step by step towards the south.

Did her seemingly light footsteps really bear no weight?

Crystal-clear tears fell to the ground, the ripples they caused could only be felt by her own inward pain.

She too wished to stay, but she knew if she did not leave now, she might never be able to leave.

She couldn’t stay, she truly couldn’t.

She left, yes, when everything was over, she left.

Leaving behind only a silhouette…

The early morning is the coldest time of the day, and a winter morning is especially chilly.

But when Ye Yinzhu awoke from his slumber, he was engulfed in a warm, melting sensation.

Almost subconsciously, he stretched out his arms to embrace someone beside him, but found nothing.

Ye Yinzhu’s movement paused, then his closed eyes slowly opened.

His already clear eyes became deeper than before.

Even lying there, without summoning any power of his own, he could still feel every part of his body filled with an explosive energy.

On his bare skin, his plexion showed a healthy bronze hue, and beneath that skin, a faint golden light seemed to flow.

Without needing to consciously trigger his spiritual power, he could feel everything around his body clearly.

Suddenly flipping over, Ye Yinzhu sat up on the bed, “Sura?”

The bed beside him was empty, with only himself on it, the Divine Source Magic Robe draped over his naked body, still carrying her faint scent.

But he was alone in the room.

As his brain slowly awakened, memories gradually returned, everything that was blurry in his mind became clear again.

He vividly remembered the madness he and she had shared for an unknowable length of time, repeatedly engulfed in endless peaks of pleasure, continuously climbing to the highest summit of ecstasy.

When he last injected the life essence that could counteract poison into Sura’s body, her body convulsed violently, and for some unknown reason, huge black wings appeared behind her, enfolding both their bodies tightly together.

At that moment, they were indistinguishable from each other.

In that burning warmth, melting together, they became one.

What followed was a deep sleep, an unprecedented fort acpanied by heavy slumber.

He even faintly remembered Sura’s slender fingers always caressing his face, her scalding tears sliding down from his cheek.

Ye Yinzhu gradually came back to his senses, leaping out of bed in shock.

He was surprised to find his body light as a feather.

With a mere movement, the energy inside surged like a tide, and a deep purple energy flow actually spilled out from within his body.

Deep purple—is this still my Douqi?

Ye Yinzhu stood there, feeling the fluctuations of Douqi around his body.

Yes, it was a profound purple, vastly different from his former light purple Douqi.

If the Douqi in his body was once a stream, now it was undoubtedly a vast lake.

The round and smooth Zi Zhu Douqi had turned into a dark purple liquid, circulating through every part of his body, whether it be bones, meridians, or anything else, as if it had all undergone a special transformation.

The Phoenix Paradise Red Sphere was gone, and what was reborn was not just the Black Phoenix, but also Ye Yinzhu who had taken that precious Red Sphere from her during her awakening.

Both he and she had bee a pletely new self.

“Sura,” Ye Yinzhu called out loudly, quickly donning the Divine Source Magic Robe, and dashed out from the room.

The sky today was very blue, the bright morning sun bringing life-filled radiance to the earth.

The cold was gradually being chased away by the rising sun, and that warming sensation was intoxicating.

The fresh air carried a faint scent of blood.

When Ye Yinzhu rushed out from his room, what he saw were guards who had toppled over, fallen into a deep slumber.

With a flash of red light, Ye Yinzhu summoned the Crimson Spirit resting upon him with his formidable spiritual power, unfurling a pair of massive red wings from his back.

At that moment, he failed to notice the change in the Crimson Spirit’s wings.

Although they had transformed into a set that were no less grand than Sura’s according to Ye Yinzhu’s will, the spirit of the Crimson Spirit hadn’t awakened.

The massive wings had at least doubled in size, wide and thick, and the original red had deepened to a dark red, their surface shimmering with a dense metallic luster.

With the wings spread wide, Ye Yinzhu shot straight into the air.

Between his eyebrows, on the brand that belonged to the Foreign Silver Dragon, an additional strange, twisted symbol in dark red appeared – the simplest symbol of a Phoenix.

From there, a ring of deep purple ripples suddenly burst forth.

Closing his eyes, and relying solely on his immense spiritual power, Ye Yinzhu sharply felt his senses extending to enpass the entire Spirit City.

The enhancement of strength brought little surprise to him.

At this time, the only name filled his heart.

Sura, Sura, where are you?

His search through spiritual power was omnipresent, yet soon Ye Yinzhu felt disappointed.

Despite his tireless quest, even as his vast spiritual power scanned every corner of Spirit City, the captivating presence he yearned for remained elusive.

Ye Yinzhu started to panic.

He retracted the wings on his back, allowing the Crimson Spirit to retreat within his body, and like lightning, he returned to the room he had left earlier, plunging inside.

Inside the room, there was still a faint fragrance, distinctively Sura’s.

Even dark and fire Magic Elements were significantly stronger here than outside.

Ye Yinzhu scrutinized the room; he was searching for even the slightest clue.

But Sura seemed to have vanished into thin air, with everything that belonged to her gone without a trace, not even leaving behind a single word.

“Sura, why did you have to leave?

Could it be because I took your body?

No, no, that’s not possible.” Ye Yinzhu shook his head vigorously, the intense sense of happiness that Sura had radiated when they were intimately united still vivid in his memory.

If not for these reasons, then what could it be?

Just then, a deep roar sounded not far away, and Ye Yinzhu felt a surging power rising from his limbs, plainly sensing that both his Douqi and spiritual power had escalated somewhat at that moment.

It was Zi.

Pushing down the urgency in his heart, his figure flickered, and he went out the door once more.

With the connection between their souls, he quickly arrived at Zi’s side.

Around Zi was nothing but ruins, with the Dong Long Soldiers who protected him keeping their distance.

Sitting there, Zi had just opened his eyes, with Ming by his side as a guard.

Zi seemed not to have changed much, his body being more transparent, and the energy aura emitted by the Amethyst Body was something only Ye Yinzhu could truly sense its real change.

Zi had progressed, advancing yet again.

Upon seeing Ye Yinzhu’s arrival, Zi’s eyes showed a knowing smile, “Yin Zhu, what exactly happened to you?

Why is it you again who helped me increase my cultivation?

I’m just one step away, only one step…

It’s a shame, but I still couldn’t break through that final barrier.”

Ye Yinzhu certainly knew what he meant.

Zi, having reached the peak of rank Nine, naturally aimed to break through to the Sub-God tier.

The one step he referred to meant he had not managed to reach the Sub-God level, but the energy inside Zi had bee much more condensed, with more power from the amethyst bloodline drawn out.

“Yin Zhu, what’s wrong?

I can feel you’ve grown stronger, but why has your plexion turned so dreadful?” In the midst of excitement, Zi quickly noticed something was off with Ye Yinzhu.

Ye Yinzhu answered, hollow-eyed, “Sura, Sura has left.”

“Sura?” Zi was taken aback.

He had been taken into the Life Storage Gem by Ye Yinzhu before the Demon Jade Dragon appeared, so he wasn’t aware of the occurrences outside.

Ye Yinzhu didn’t explain with words but instead shared his memories of Sura directly with Zi, through the connection between their souls.

In an instant, Zi knew what had transpired.

(To be continued…

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