"Her soul has scattered, but her remnant soul is still within this world. Even if it is shattered into dust, as long as I gather it together little by little, I will eventually help her take shape one day."

How long will you have to wait?

"Until I find her location. Perhaps a thousand years, perhaps ten thousand years, perhaps the world will change, as long as I live, I will continue to search."

"A madman... a real madman!"

Maybe he's gone mad.

Xi smiled.

But so what?

From the day Ah Tong passed away, what difference did it make to him whether he was alive, dead, lucid, or insane?

He cupped his hands, his palms shimmering with a dusty light, and rubbed them affectionately against his palm.

Atong, I've always been here, waiting to take you home.

...

The waters of the River of Oblivion flowed gently, and countless vengeful ghosts hid in every drop of water. As soon as A-Dang put his foot in, a vengeful ghost grabbed him and bit him, causing him to leap up in pain.

She cursed under her breath, raised a spiritual energy shield, and carefully walked into the river: "...Damn Crown Prince Xi, he has time to fish out Sister Tong's soul dust from the river, but no time to deal with these vengeful ghosts?"

No one knows now, but this is tens of thousands of years after the Lich War.

Amidst the turmoil and power struggles of the outside world, the younger generation has long forgotten the horrors of the Lich War, and many new minds are unaware that there were once ten suns in the sky.

The primordial world even went through another great calamity, which mainly affected the Eastern Continent, Southern Continent, and Western Continent, with only the Northern Continent of the demon race escaping the calamity.

Emperor Jun and Lady Xihe have returned from their honeymoon—a honeymoon that lasted ten thousand years. Emperor Taiyi complained bitterly, saying that they had also come to the River of Oblivion, but were unable to take Crown Prince Xi away no matter what.

—But this time, she'll probably be able to call Prince Xi out of the river.

Many died in the battle that year, and the number of vengeful ghosts in the River of Oblivion increased several times over. Wailing, screaming, crying, and snarling... the sounds were endless. Meng Po was exhausted from boiling the soup. Even though the Bridge of Helplessness was not a shoddy construction project, it was almost trampled to the ground.

She drove away the evil spirits blocking her way, looked up, and saw that the black figure in the middle of the river was still sitting quietly.

Adam took a deep breath and looked up.

"...Although I really hate you and don't want to tell you at all, but seeing how you've stayed in the River of Oblivion for tens of thousands of years trying to revive Sister A-Tong—"

Xi said, "I don't want to listen to your nonsense either. Get out."

Adam almost laughed in anger: "You think I want to see such an annoying guy like you? Don't dream about it! If it weren't for Sister Atong, I wouldn't want to come at all!"

"Then get lost and don't disturb Ah Tong's peace and quiet."

Adam: "..."

Ah, he really is still that infamous prince of the most detestable demon race in the world!

Why is Sister Atong so blind? Why does she have to fall for him?

Her family's Jie Sect members are all incredibly handsome, and they also have all sorts of well-behaved, cute, and mature men. She can help Sister Atong find even better partners!

—But before that, let's use the Crown Prince to revive Sister Atong!

"I only have a few words to say to you."

"What you've been searching for for the past ten thousand years are the souls that have been lost in the River of Oblivion from the four continents. But don't forget, when Sister A-Tong died, the primordial world hadn't yet split open!"

"And some small fragments fell into other small worlds, and after so many years, they have long since begun their own unconscious reincarnations—"

“Prince Xi, I have found the largest fragments of Sister A-Tong’s soul in the Three Thousand Minor Worlds.”

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