Then, the chains on his chest seemed to break instantly, and a golden light shone out.

"Drip, drip..."

Then, as if countless stars were falling, a stunningly beautiful figure appeared before everyone's eyes.

Her face was stunning, her eyes like stars, and her black hair moved without wind. Beneath her colorful robes, there was a snake tail that shimmered with seven-colored light. Far from being out of place, it gave people a mysterious and holy sense of nobility.

"This is…"

Upon seeing the woman before him, Jun Feijue's eyes widened slightly, and he gasped, "Empress Nuwa..."

“Ah…Ashi…”

Upon seeing Nuwa, Jiuli was slightly shaken, then took two steps forward and hugged her tightly in his arms!

"Ah Li, it's been a long time."

Nuwa did not break free, but instead smiled a gentle smile that was enough to captivate all things, and patted Jiuli's shoulder lightly.

"I...I thought I'd never see you again..."

Jiuli held Wahang tightly, unwilling to let go, tears falling one by one onto her shoulder.

Looking at the two people in front of me, their long silver and black hair intertwined and their clothes fluttering, it was as if time had stood still, a beautiful scene that was both stunning and heartbreaking.

"Master, Master, you...you're still alive!"

At this moment, Hanhan also came to his senses, jumped onto Nuwa's shoulder, and bounced around happily.

"No."

However, Nuwa gently shook her head, gently took Jiuli's hand, and smiled, "I am the same as Ali, merely a wisp of will remaining in this mortal world."

"How could this be? But... but you're all still here!"

The simpleton, unwilling to give up, said, "Can't you reincarnate? That way, you could..."

"Impossible. A place that has perished cannot be reborn."

After speaking, Nuwa released Jiuli and walked towards Jun Feijue. Looking at her, her eyes were filled with kindness and relief. "Child, it seems that you have truly found your destiny and been reborn from the ashes. Very good."

"Nuwa..."

For some reason, even though he had never met Nuwa, Jun Feijue felt an unprecedented sense of closeness when facing her.

That feeling was like facing the Shen family, a motherly warmth.

"Child, let me hug you, okay?"

Looking at Jun Feijue, Nuwa smiled slightly and opened her arms, "I have held all the children, except for you."

"Um."

Jun Feijue has always been a slow-to-warm-up person and doesn't easily accept others getting close, but she can't refuse the Empress Nuwa in front of her.

Hesitantly, he stepped forward and gently nestled into her arms.

However, compared to her restraint, Nuwa acted quite calmly, immediately embracing her tightly.

In just a moment, a long-lost feeling welled up in Jun Feijue's heart.

It was as if he had been in this embrace long ago, the familiar temperature and the familiar scent filled her with countless memories.

It felt as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring, making her reluctant to leave.

Nuwa did not let her go, but simply held her quietly, gently stroking her long hair with her hands, her eyes filled with tenderness.

The child she worried about most back then has finally grown up healthy and returned, so she can leave in peace.

"you…"

Jun Feijue nestled in Nuwa's arms for a while, then suddenly tugged at her sleeve and said, "You... really can't stay?"