"How can I save you? Will the elixir of immortality work?" Zu'an thought of the Divine Dragon Elixir of Immortality, and even other legendary elixirs of immortality. He was now trying everything he could to save Yao Ji's life.
“I’ve already become a stone peak, so what use is the elixir of immortality?” The Goddess of Wushan seemed to have a hint of a smile in her voice. “Azu, there’s no need to grieve for me. I’m already very happy that you came to me at the last moment of my life.”
Zu'an held her tightly, tears streaming down his face. "It's all my fault. I blame myself for not finding you sooner. Suyin has forgotten everything, and now you're leaving me too..."
"Don't blame her. I remember everything about you because I was transformed into a mountain peak, and mountains can be engraved forever. But she is different. She took the elixir of immortality and gained endless life. However, over the long years, her mental memory will be worn down and she will eventually forget your past. It is perfectly normal for her to have feelings for you from the past."
“I have never blamed her; I only blame myself.”
Before Zaun could say anything more, Goddess Peak suddenly transformed into the Goddess of Wushan, her hand gently stroking Zaun's face: "Farewell, my love..."
Zuan was startled and instinctively tried to grab her, but his hand grasped nothing. The beauty before him turned into countless starlight points and disappeared into the air.
His hand remained frozen in mid-air, not lowering itself for a long time.
He felt utterly hopeless. Although he had accomplished many things in his life, he couldn't even save the woman he loved. What was the point of it all? He might as well die.
Thinking of this, he stood there, his whole body seemingly beginning to weather away.
His flesh and blood began to crumble, but he no longer cared about any of it.
What joy is there in living, and what fear is there in dying?
Because of his mistake, Chang'e and she had to wait for a very long time.
Now Chang'e no longer remembers him, and the Goddess of Wushan is dead.
I've already left her waiting alone for so long, how can I let her go on her journey alone again?
As he watched his flesh and blood disintegrate, gradually leaving only a skeleton, he felt an extraordinary sense of peace.
That's it...
But to Isabella and Fireworks, who were perched on the cliff edge, it seemed as if the sky was about to collapse.
Because they watched as Zuan walked on the chains, and suddenly his whole body trembled, as if he had encountered something exciting.
Immediately afterwards, his flesh and blood began to melt away, gradually revealing his bones.
Originally, the plan was for Zuan to use his special technique to repair his physical body at this point.
But at this moment he didn't move at all, as if he had completely given up on himself.
Isabella anxiously shouted repeatedly to remind him, but no matter how hard she tried, he seemed not to hear her at all.
At that moment, Fireworks came to her side and said to her in a commanding tone, "Give me his essence and blood."
"But..." Isabella hesitated. She had promised Brother Zu that she would protect this drop of essence blood with her life. Although Sister Fireworks was no stranger to her, but...
Before she could finish her thought, Yan Hua interrupted her, saying, "Do you still want to save him?"
Isabella gritted her teeth; she truly had no other choice at this point. Without further hesitation, she handed the drop of blood to the other party.
After obtaining the drop of essence blood, Yan Hua lightly touched the ground with her toes and quickly stepped onto the chain, rushing straight towards Zu An.
Seemingly sensing her arrival, a gust of wind rose again from below the rift, sweeping towards the fireworks.
"Watch out!" Isabella exclaimed. Fireworks no longer had the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl, and she had witnessed the power of that strange wind firsthand.
Sensing the strange wind approaching, Fireworks twisted her waist, displaying incredible flexibility, and narrowly escaped the edge of the wind at the last second.
However, since she was on the chains, she could only step on a small patch of ground. If she made even a slight movement, she would lose her footing and fall directly into the ravine beside her.
"Ah!" Isabella's heart leaped into her throat, but the next second she saw Fireworks hook her toe and, with that tiny bit of contact, manage to stand back on the chains.
Isabella, before she could even celebrate with her, hurriedly warned, "Watch out, the wind is coming again."
Perhaps because of the recent encounter, Yan Hua had become familiar with the mechanism of those strange winds. Instead of acting blindly, she suddenly braced herself on the chain with one hand just as the strange wind was about to approach, and did several side somersaults to avoid it again.
Seemingly provoked, several more gusts of wind rose up from the rift valley, determined to tear her to pieces.
Isabella was initially a little worried, but then her eyes were filled with amazement.
Fireworks moved with lightness and grace, its body seemingly boneless, dodging and weaving with incredible agility, always managing to escape with narrow escapes.
Her movements were elegant and beautiful, as if she were not on the verge of life and death, but rather dancing gracefully.
Isabella secretly marveled that Fireworks Sister truly lived up to her reputation as a goddess of beauty; every gesture she made perfectly captured the essence of beauty.
At this moment, Yan Hua had arrived beside Zu An. With a flick of her finger, she placed a drop of blood essence into the space between the eyebrows of the skeleton.
As Zu An was embracing the almost dissipated physical body of Goddess Peak, he suddenly felt a jolt throughout his body and realized something.
When he found the message from the Goddess of Wushan, she clearly mentioned that she often went to the Moon Palace to chat with Chang'e over the years. If that's the case, how could Chang'e forget him?
No, none of this is right.
True vows of eternal love will never fade away with the passage of time.
Moreover, his relationship with Chang'e spanned several eras, so how could he forget it so easily?
It turns out that all of this was what I was afraid of deep down: I was afraid of losing both of them completely over the long years.
Chang'e ate the elixir of immortality and was not worried about his life, so she was afraid that he would forget her.
The Goddess of Wushan did not have an elixir of immortality, and he himself was afraid of her complete death.
I remember now, I'm on the Rift Chains, and this is probably all an illusion caused by the runes on those chains.
He felt a surge of heat between his eyebrows, and then hurriedly used this to circulate the Primordial Chaos Scripture to repair his broken body.
Houtu once bestowed upon him a drop of the essence blood of the Wu clan. The Wu clan was inherently powerful, and with just a drop of essence blood, they could reshape their physical bodies.
In addition, the Primordial Chaos Classic possessed powerful regenerative abilities, so his body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He quickly returned to normal and only realized that the other person had saved him when he saw the fireworks nearby.
Thank you!
Recalling everything that had just happened, he felt a chill of fear. If he hadn't left behind a drop of his essence, if Yan Hua hadn't risked her life to save him, and if he hadn't written those words in the annals of history, he would probably be dead by now.
The prophecy of Qi Yaoguang that he would turn into white bones has come true here.
Just then, the eight chains suddenly lit up with an orange-red light, as if they had come to life. The eight chains transformed into eight long whips and lashed out fiercely at the two of them.
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