Duanmu Xinwang stepped aside and said softly, "The Path to Heaven that allows cultivators to ascend to the heavens cannot and will not have its own consciousness."

Ye Sisi, who was about to lift her foot, suddenly trembled. She turned her head, her dark pupils staring at the indifferent Duanmu Xin, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you say?"

Even Duanmu Xin, who had seen many storms, couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, but he still calmly said, "There will never be another Su Jiuli in this world."

Sadness and anger almost burst forth from Ye Sisi's eyes, and even her perfectly glassy pupil seemed to be turning black.

Duanmu Xin breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this and calmly said, "You don't want your senior brother to die in vain, do you?"

Ye Sisi closed her eyes. She couldn't believe it. Her senior brother was so powerful, how could he have died like this? She was determined to complete the path to heaven. She was determined to become a god. Even if she had to turn this universe upside down, she would still bring her senior brother back.

As if sensing Ye Sisi's surging emotions, Wuhen, who was quietly absorbing the power of the stars in the spirit pearl, emitted sword chants, as if to comfort and encourage her.

Ye Sisi lifted her foot and firmly stepped onto the first step, while silently circulating the soul cultivation technique that Su Jiuli had given her before, a technique that could steal soul power from Wuyou.

With the return of the Pure Lotus Leaf, Wuyou's strength is recovering at an alarming rate, and the immense soul-absorbing force almost shattered Ye Sisi's soul.

As Duanmu Xin watched the slender white-clad figure slowly disappear from his sight, it would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous. All his years of hard work were about to come to fruition.

The main reason was that Ye Sisi's hair had turned completely white when she disappeared from his sight.

Just then, the Heavenly Eye of the Spirit Realm trembled violently, his face darkened, and the Dream Net covering the entire Spirit Realm was also impacted.

Those at the Refinement Void level or above instantly awoke from their dreams, and simultaneously looked in the direction of the trembling Heavenly Eye, which was the sky above the Heavenly Abyss Domain.

The demons arrived earlier than expected, but thankfully they had been preparing all along.

A transparent light shield rose around the Tianyuan Domain, isolating it from the other three domains, including the Cangling Domain.

Besides the constantly vibrating light screen, the most eye-catching thing is the flowing light staircase that runs through the sky.

Meng Tianyuan, Yao Yan, Ouyang Yanyu, and others also woke up from the dream network.

Their entry into the Dream Network was pre-arranged, with the aim of providing ample faith power to prevent the world's destruction and restore cultivation.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, they all witnessed Su Jiuli's physical body disintegrate and pierce the sky, as well as Ye Sisi's arduous journey to the heavens alone.

Their feelings were complex: grief, anger, resentment, guilt... A deep sense of powerlessness almost overwhelmed them.

Meng Tianyuan was the first to recover, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go to Tianyuan Domain. We can't let your senior brother sacrifice in vain, and we can't let your junior sister have any worries."

Ouyang Yanyu nodded with reddened eyes. Lin Shuangluo, Ye Shubai, and Bai Luochen all clenched their fists. What kind of world-destroying thing is this? The demons are really too annoying. If one comes today, they will kill one. If two come, they will kill two.

Like Ye Sisi, they also couldn't believe that Su Jiuli's soul would be scattered like this. He was Su Jiuli, the strategist and senior disciple of the Tianling Sect. They would bring him back one day.

If they can't find her in the Spirit Realm, then they'll go to the Immortal Realm, to every plane, to the Outer Heavens, to the Nine Netherworlds, searching high and low, until they can bring Su Jiuli back.

Ye Sisi also felt the tremor of the Heavenly Eye in the Spirit Realm. She walked forward calmly, without even glancing at the Heavenly Eye.

At this moment, she was on the verge of collapse. The power of the complete god was beyond her imagination. Her soul was like a lone boat on the waves in front of Wuyou's soul, small and fragile, in danger of capsizing at any time.

But she knew she couldn't just disappear like that. If she were to be swallowed up by Wuyou, what would happen to her senior brother and her parents? She had finally come this far, and she couldn't afford to fail.

The difference between mortals and gods is still too great; it's no exaggeration to say it's like an ant trying to shake a tree. What should she do under such a surge of soul power? What can she do?

No, there must be a way; she must have overlooked something.

But what did she overlook? Although Wuhen absorbed a lot of star power, it couldn't strengthen his soul. Oh right, she also had the Soul Flying Sword.

However, her few soul swords were still no match for Wuyou's soul waves.

Just then, she remembered something Su Jiuli had told her before: "The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Eye is forty-nine, and the Human Escape is one. As long as she, the one, is still there, everything is still possible."

She's still alive, which means she still has a chance, but she can't appoint someone else.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain between her eyebrows. On her physical body, there was a mark of the Nine-Leaf Lotus of Purification growing between her eyebrows, but not on her soul. So what was this?

Subconsciously, she reached out and touched her brow. The feel of it was like the shape of a sword. That's right, it was the sword that appeared on her forehead after Wuhen absorbed the power of the stars. At this moment, she seemed to understand her divine path.

Immortals ascend to heaven with swords, so today she'll try to become a god with a sword, but it seems that the title of sword god doesn't sound as good as sword immortal.

Ye Sisi couldn't help but twitch her lips. She could still daydream at a time like this. No wonder she knew how to find joy in hardship.

But this sword seems to be missing something, it can't be used yet. What is it? Is it the indomitable sword intent? But that doesn't seem right either.

At this moment, she is stuck at the hurdle that countless saints strive to overcome in their quest to become gods, to condense their own unique divine essence, and to live as long as the heavens. But this step has caused countless brilliant geniuses to stumble and fall. How could she possibly cross that threshold?

While circulating her soul cultivation technique to prolong her time, Ye Sisi also tried to channel her Burning Heaven Sword Intent into the small sword between her eyebrows. She was almost there, just a little bit more.