After a long standoff, the flat ground beneath Luv's feet suddenly began to shake violently. With bursts of rumbling, the ground seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand, forming a huge, bottomless pit.

The pit was filled with billowing smoke and a pungent smell, making people feel suffocated.

Lufu's body lost balance in this sudden change. He tried to stabilize his body, but a powerful force sucked him tightly, causing him to fly into the air involuntarily.

As he ascended, Luv's body gradually became twisted and deformed, as if controlled by a mysterious force. Finally, he was trapped in mid-air by the earth and rocks in a strange and painful posture, unable to move.

Ai Yu stood quietly opposite Lu Fu, with electric lights flashing around him from time to time. Ai Yu's eyes were slightly focused, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes revealing a complex emotion as she looked at Lufu, who was trapped in the dirt and rocks, and said softly, "You must be very tired."

This sentence does not seem to be a simple inquiry, but more like a statement, or an assertion that one has seen through everything.

It was like a sharp sword, piercing the last line of defense deep in Luv's heart.

Lufu recalled his experiences along the way and his lingering struggle at the bottom of the sea: "Luffy Lufu..."

The blue fluid mixed with flashes of light flowed down along the soil and rocks like a pouring galaxy.

Ai Yu slowly raised his head and looked around. The coast, previously ravaged by their battle, had finally returned to its peaceful state.

The stars twinkled silently in the sky, and the bright moonlight bathed the earth. This world, once obscured for decades, finally regained its former starry hues. Ai Yu let out a final roar, sat down on the ground, and breathed slowly.

After the seven chimes rang, the whole world returned to complete tranquility, as if this earth-shattering battle had never taken place.

Only the trampled earth is still trembling slightly, reminding people of the huge waves that once occurred here.

"Ai Yu."

"Um?"

Ai Yu switched to Hua Jianzui's voice and said, "Actually, I originally planned to send this clone of Hua Jianzui to sing an opera. Unfortunately, the unexpected change happened so quickly that it caught us off guard. Since I have nothing to do, I'll sing a song for you..."

After saying that, she raised her hand and snapped her fingers lightly. In the blink of an eye, she shrunk her body to human size and quickly built an indigenous-style stage on the open ground.

Then, Ai Yu stepped lightly onto the stage, cleared his throat, raised his hands and began to sing, facing the empty earth: "Outside the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, the wind and rain are raging. Where can I find a sad voice to break the loneliness? Behind the curtains, I can only see a sedan chair. I guess it is the newlyweds crossing the Magpie Bridge. On this auspicious day, we should be laughing and rejoicing. Why did I throw away the Mermaid Pearl in tears? Now I understand again [1]..."

Just as the song reached this point, an audience member suddenly walked up from the stage.

He was dressed in a black suit, with narrow eyebrows and thin lips that were slightly raised. He looked up at her on the stage and said softly, "Eyva, I didn't expect you to be such a unique beast."

Ai Yu paused, then continued singing as if no one was around: "There are not all rich people in the world! There are also those who suffer from hunger and cold, and those who cry and wail in frustration[1]..."

"Eyva!"

Ai Yu then stopped singing and looked at Lan Ling below. She pointed a finger at Lu Fu, who was still in mid-air: "A traveler in a foreign land, he is already withering."

"Are you singing about yourself, Eyva?" Lan Ling walked onto the stage, his steps slow and forceful. Every time he stepped, the entire stage shook. "If I remember correctly, this should be a story full of warmth.

This is a touching story about a kindhearted young lady from a wealthy family who, in this ever-changing and fickle world, is ultimately rewarded and saved for her past acts of generosity. However, Eyva, it's a pity that you no longer have anyone to repay your kindness.

Ai Yu stood on tiptoe and took a few steps back, increasing the distance between her and Lan Ling. Her hands gently protected the bouquet of Davidia involucrata flowers, which exuded a delicate fragrance and a pale yellow glow, but her eyes remained fixed on the stage.

"I don't need anyone's gratitude." Her voice was calm and firm.

The wings behind it slowly drooped, quietly fitting against her back.

At this moment, she was like a solitary black-necked crane, independent of the world.

She concentrated on arranging the tiny down feathers on her body, her movements gentle and patient, as if she was carefully taking care of the hem of her gorgeous skirt.

Throughout the whole process, Ai Yu displayed an innate noble temperament that made people fall in love with her.

Behind the stage, Luffy, his blue blood drained out, and an unbearable stench emanated from his body. His entire body began to slowly melt, collapsing with the surrounding earth and rocks, falling down bit by bit.

A blue tear fell from Ai Yu's left eye. She raised her hand and casually wiped it away. Then, she looked at Lan Ling and said, "Isn't that little Ge Helulang kid going to come and see Lu Fu off for the last time?"

Lan Ling waved slightly, and the gentleman walked out from the darkness. The gentleman bent down, put his hands on his chest, and paid his highest respect to Ai Yu: "Thank you."

Ai Yu raised her hand and turned sideways, leaving Lan Ling with only her back. She looked up at the starry sky and said slowly, "Yes, Lu Fu, who has always been by your side, is actually the incarnation of Ge Heluo Lang's law beast.

It gives you the warmth of heaven, but also pushes you into the abyss of hell."

After hearing this, the gentleman trembled and said in a sad voice: "Thank you."

Ai Yu looked at his forelimbs, admiring every ridge. "Lan Ling, you're actually a pretty good friend. Meeting you wasn't a bad thing for Ai Yu, but it's a shame that the weapon you nurtured has become your nemesis."

Lan Ling clenched his hands slightly at his sides.

Ai Yu sighed softly: "White still suits you, black doesn't suit you."

Lan Ling's mind moved, and his form shifted. He parted the beaded curtain to see every detail of Ai Yu clearly: "You are the most lifelike Law Beast I have ever seen. You are also the most beautiful Star Beast."

Ai Yu covered her lips and chuckled: "You're so kind."

Lu Fu, who was behind him, completely returned to the world. Ai Yu sighed again: "Tell me, why did this guy escape here and occupy my cradle?"

"You are too gentle. You should have killed it long ago."

Ai Yu hugged herself, not knowing what she was thinking: "Hmm... maybe..."

[1] From the Peking Opera “The Lock of Hair”