Above the sky.
The woman, dressed in a plain white robe and bound by endless chains, let out a series of hoarse and furious roars at this moment.
As she spoke, she seemed to resign herself to her fate, revealing a... dejected smile.
"A single magical artifact has made you realize the true vastness of my great human race. Based on this alone, you... are no different from those weak ants."
Ouyang Yun chuckled softly, opening his arms to welcome... the supreme coronation that all the heavens and myriad realms were bestowing upon him!
"Ridiculous, so ridiculous..."
The woman in the plain robe watched this scene with a wistful expression.
The next moment.
Her eyes suddenly split open.
At the same time... the aura flowing around her was also gradually dissipating.
"You can't even stand it anymore?"
Upon seeing this, Ouyang Yun revealed a hint of disdainful mockery in his eyes.
"Your death is nothing more than a trivial episode to me."
"So... this only proves that you people who value hope so much are just paying lip service to it. You... don't understand what... true hope is at all."
"You are merely using hope... to mask your own weakness."
"Yes, you're right." The woman in the plain robe smiled indifferently.
"We are born as ants."
"We cannot change our own fate..."
"We are all just passersby in this world, insignificant and insignificant..."
"But you cannot despise our pure, beautiful, and inviolable hope!"
"My death today is not because I have lost hope... but because I do not want to see what I once fought so hard to protect destroyed one by one."
"Perhaps... in your eyes, the entire human race in the Heavenly Realm, and even the lower realms, are nothing but insignificant ants. But in my eyes... they are all living beings, they are all vibrant hopes!"
Even if I die today... I believe that one day, some of them will still stand up, and some will still bring hope to this world!
"There are still people, like Su Bai, like Su Chengtian, like the Three Emperors, who tell the weak... that although they are weak, they also have... the right to live in this world and create a better future!"
"You'll never understand... what a truly prosperous and fulfilling world looks like..."
"You'll never understand... what true hope is..."
"You will always..."
Before the woman in the white robe could finish speaking, her entire body... turned into countless tiny fragments.
But at that moment, a gentle breeze blew by, causing her figure to coalesce once again.
At the same time.
A thin, frail boy silently walked out from that glittering golden avenue.
He held a long sword, his body was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, and his long, blood-red hair fluttered in the wind.
But... at this moment, his eyes were filled with an unusually bright, warm white light!
These two lights are like... a sudden point of light appearing in an endless dark place... lonely, yet unique, impossible to ignore, impossible to erase, impossible to eliminate!
It's like that hope that's rooted in my heart and has never disappeared!
However... the vast aura that constantly reverberated around the boy dissipated and did not approach him when it sensed his presence again.
Even the golden road beneath his feet dimmed at this moment, ceasing its surging, magnificent, and vast expanse.
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