Although the group was prepared in time, and the Refining Tower helped to reduce the impact of the explosion, they were still thrown back by the shockwave, sustaining injuries and coughing up blood.
"He...he self-destructed..."
Jun Feijue was shielded in Di Moyu's arms and was the least affected, but after seeing the scene before him, his heart ached again and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.
Looking at the ground, now completely devoid of any trace, Jun Feijue's heart was filled with sorrow, as if a beloved child had left her...
Then, she felt a small blue light fly into her brow, and countless strange yet familiar fragments flashed through her mind.
He was a young man born into a powerful Tibetan family. He was exceptionally handsome from a young age, and under normal circumstances, with such a family background, he should have lived a life of comfort and ease.
Unfortunately, he was born with a weak body.
Despite his outstanding appearance, he was the most useless weakling. In such a large family, not only did the young masters and ladies look down on him, but even the servants were extremely disrespectful to him, secretly making things difficult for him and beating him in various ways.
He was very unfortunate because even his parents disliked him and abandoned him.
Even so, he was arguably the most diligent child in the entire family when it came to cultivation.
Finally, the light in his eyes slowly faded, and he stood atop the cliff.
On that same day, he experienced two completely different emotions in life.
One was extreme joy, the other was extreme despair.
The man arrived, carrying a golden object, and walked behind him, telling him that as long as he gave his whole heart and soul, he would be able to soar to great heights.
The boy was already determined to die, so he didn't care about any of this. He just agreed out of a last bit of stubbornness before he died.
Unexpectedly, after the golden light fell into the divine palace, the person somehow managed to restore his dantian to normal and his cultivation level soared rapidly.
At that moment, immense joy gave him renewed hope for life and filled him with anticipation.
Then, the man asked him what he most wanted to do in the future.
He said he wanted those who once looked down on him to kneel at his feet, and those who bullied him to pay with their lives.
Okay, I've got it.
Then, upon hearing those words, he felt everything go black before his eyes, as a terrifying black mist rapidly eroded his consciousness.
He tried desperately to resist, but it was all in vain.
In despair, his world was plunged into complete darkness.
"Thank goodness you didn't kneel down."
When he opened his eyes again, Jun Feijue reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but the sadness lingered.
"Girl..."
He shared memories with Jun Feijue, and as long as it wasn't something she could block, the whole world could see it, and he felt equally heartbroken.
He whispered to himself, "Perhaps this setting really should be changed. The gods have given everything to maintain peace in the world; they shouldn't end up like this."
"Hehehe..."
Just then, a twisted laugh came from ahead, and a cloud of black mist had already settled in front of the door.
Even though the white threads inside the Refining Tower attacked him immediately, it was clearly too late.
"You will all become slaves of our race, just like that pitiful god!"
"Snap!"
As his voice fell, the door opened.
"Roar roar roar..."
A massive black mist, almost solidified, surged forth from within.
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