Chapter 1237 Don’t you recognize me?
Xuan Ye groaned, and the ice crystals under his feet exploded instantly, but his back remained straight, and the cynical smile on his face became even more intense. He looked at Su Shuangling without fear.
He looked at Su Shuangling and saw that she didn't seem to recognize him. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "You don't recognize me?"
Su Shuangling fell silent.
Just then, Luo Li moved.
She took a step forward, standing in front of Di Xuanming and Xuan Ye, and also blocking the oppressive gaze of the Ice God.
She stood tall and straight, looking fearlessly at the god floating above the ice platform, her eyes clear and firm.
Her voice echoed clearly in the silent temple, carrying a power that could not be ignored. She once again asked the question that the Ice God had deliberately ignored:
"Ice God Su Shuang Ling!"
Luo Li's voice pierced through the frozen chill and tense confrontation in the hall. It was clear and powerful, forcibly drawing everyone's attention back:
"Answer my question just now! How much memory do you still have after your resurrection?!"
Everyone's eyes were focused on the deity floating above the ice platform.
The anger and hostility surging in Di Xuanming's eyes were forcibly suppressed. He stared at Su Shuangling, waiting for the answer.
Su Qingyue barely raised her head from the blow of being reprimanded by the ancestor, her eyes filled with confusion and hope.
She needed an explanation.
Xuan Ye, Shi Ri and Tun Yue held their breath and concentrated, they knew too well what "memory" meant at this moment.
The indifference and alienation on the flawless face of the Ice God Su Shuangling were finally no longer pure.
Luo Li's question was like a key that unexpectedly penetrated a corner of her consciousness that was covered in chaos and darkness.
In the depths of those ice-blue divine eyes, the silent ice lake that had remained unchanged for thousands of years was suddenly thrown into a huge rock.
A very subtle trace of pain flashed across her eyes, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.
Her cold gaze that was scrutinizing Di Xuanming suddenly blurred for a moment, as if it had penetrated the time and space before her, and she saw countless broken and distorted fragments of the picture.
Endless darkness, the pain of erosion that tears the soul apart, the death of friends, the cry of despair...
"Ugh!" An almost inaudible groan escaped from between her lips and teeth.
Her perfectly suspended figure actually showed an imperceptible shake.
Although she managed to stabilize herself in an instant, this was an incredible loss of composure for a god who had just revived and should have been in control of everything.
She suddenly raised her hand, and pressed her temples with her slender, cold fingertips. Her long, icy-blue hair fluttered in the wind.
The aura of the law of ice that had been flowing steadily around his body became disordered and agitated for a moment.
The light of the snowflake divine pattern between the eyebrows flickered even more.
"Memory?" Su Shuangling's voice was still ethereal, but with a hint of subtle stagnation and confusion.
"Demon God...Demon Abyss..."
She uttered a few words intermittently, and each word seemed to carry a cold thorn, piercing her own consciousness.
Her gaze focused again, sweeping across everyone in the hall, but it was no longer the scrutiny and indifference of before, but a deep confusion and vigilance that came from the depths of her soul?
"You," her gaze finally fixed on Xuan Ye, her brows slightly furrowed, the strangeness in her ice-blue eyes more obvious, with a hint of inquiry, "Who are you?"
The amusement on Xuan Ye's face completely disappeared, replaced by unprecedented solemnity and a hint of understanding.
He took a step forward, his voice deep and clear, each word like a hammer hitting the edge of Su Shuangling's chaotic memory: "Xuan Ye. Ten thousand years ago, outside the Frozen Throne, I fought with you. And in that battle to stop the Demon God, both Sun Devourer and Moon Devourer were there."
"Su Shuangling, your memory has been contaminated by the corrosive power of the Demonic Abyss! Those memory fragments are fake, they are the poison it left for you."
"Mo Yuan, Xuan Ye." Su Shuangling murmured these two names, and pressed the solar plexus with a little more force, and the knuckles turned white due to excessive force.
The fluctuations of the laws around her became increasingly unstable. The Ice Soul Heart seemed to sense her pain, and the light became strong and restless again, trying to suppress the remaining chaos in her body.
"Clan leader!" Su Qingyue couldn't help but exclaimed, her voice filled with great worry.
Emperor Xuanming looked at the Ice God struggling in pain, and the anger that was churning in his chest was replaced by a deeper worry.
He understood that the resurrected god before him was not cold-hearted. Deep in her soul, she was experiencing the excruciating pain of her memories being torn apart and polluted.
Those cold words might not have been what she meant.
Luo Li looked at her and understood where the problem lay.
It was a trap left behind before the corrosive power of the Demonic Abyss was dispelled.
The original power of chaos overflowed from her fingertips and silently invaded Su Shuangling's body.
"Ugh!" Su Shuangling held his head and screamed, the ice-blue divine power exploded violently, and ice spikes grew on the ground.
"Her soul is polluted!" Luo Li shouted, and the power of chaos forcibly attacked the distorted memory imprint and paranoid cognition.
Emperor Xuanming did not hesitate and unleashed the power of his bloodline, sending a pure ice-blue divine light towards Su Shuangling.
When the two forces collided, Su Shuangling's whole body shook violently.
"Ah!" Amidst the even more shrill screams, the real memories that had been covered up by pollution broke through the shackles like a torrent: fighting side by side, protecting bloodlines, the sacrifices of future generations, and Luo Li's contribution.
The familiar aura of Xuan Ye, Shi Ri, and Tun Yue...
Luo Li's chaotic power accurately stripped away the last bit of filth, and Di Xuanming's blood resonance guided the way back.
The violent divine power around Su Shuangling suddenly stopped.
She raised her head, the pain on her face disappeared, and only deep fatigue and astonished confusion remained in her ice-blue eyes.
She looked at everyone one by one.
His eyes swept over Di Xuanming, with an indescribable complexity that eventually turned into a hint of confirmation and guilt.
He looked at Luo Li, with a hint of gratitude in his scrutiny.
Finally, it fell on Su Qingyue, who was in tears.
A hoarse and tired sigh sounded:
"well."
The ice melted.
The Ice God Su Shuangling breaks free from filth and truly returns.
Su Qingyue's expression was still there, and she asked tentatively: "Clan leader?"
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the ice-blue divine figure on the ice platform.
Su Shuangling slowly lowered the hand that was pressing on the solar plexus, and the slight tremor at the fingertips had disappeared.
The confusion and fatigue in her eyes dissipated like the receding tide, replaced by a depth and clarity that came after a period of sedimentation and cleansing.
When that gaze swept across Su Qingyue's tear-stained face, filled with panic and expectation, there was no longer the cold scrutiny from before, but instead a trace of complex and indescribable apology and gentleness?
"Qingyue." Su Shuangling spoke, her voice still clear and ethereal, but no longer a lofty oracle, but with a hint of long-standing familiarity.
Just two words made Su Qingyue feel like she was struck by lightning, and her whole body trembled violently.
That's her name! The First Ancestor remembers her!
"Chief! You...you remember?" She suddenly raised her head, her voice choked with sobs, barely forming a complete sentence. A mixture of immense joy and grievance hit her.
"Yeah." Su Shuangling nodded slightly, and his ice-blue eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life.
When she looked at Su Qingyue, her eyes finally showed genuine concern for the younger generation.
"Just now... I'm sorry for wronging you. For so many years, the Su family has done a great job protecting Mo Yuan."
This sentence was like a warm current, instantly melting all the coldness and grievances in Su Qingyue's heart.
She shook her head vigorously: "I'm not wronged! As long as the seal can be protected, the Su family will die for us!"
Su Shuangling's gaze passed Su Qingyue and fell on Xuan Ye, Shi Ri and Tun Yue.
This time, her eyes were no longer strange and scrutinizing.
"Xuan Ye." Her gaze was fixed on Xuan Ye, and the corners of her icy lips seemed to move upwards very slightly.
The arc was almost imperceptible, but it was enough for people who knew her to understand what it meant. "You're still so noisy."
It is memorable.
The cynical smile on Xuan Ye's face reappeared, with a hint of pride.
He shrugged. "Tsk, you just came back to life and you want to fight? Forget it, put your tattered soul in order first."
Sun Devourer and Moon Devourer also bowed slightly and said in a deep voice, "Welcome back, Ice God."
Su Shuangling's gaze finally fell on Di Xuanming.
Her eyes no longer had the initial cold questioning, but were instead filled with deep inquiry, a resonance of blood, and a hint of indescribable compassion?
Di Xuanming straightened his back, his heterochromatic eyes met her gaze, without flinching or avoiding, and as calm as the deep abyss.
"You..." Su Shuangling's voice paused, as if he was weighing his words, and finally turned into a very light sigh. That sigh contained too much, "This bloodline shackle has made you carry it to this point. Thank you for your hard work."
Her eyes intentionally or unintentionally swept over Di Xuanming's hand holding Luo Li's hand. Her eyes were deep and unreadable, as if she saw through something but did not point it out.
Di Xuanming's heart trembled slightly. He said, "Ice God, my mother..."
Su Shuangling chuckled and said, "She will be fine. Her soul is safe in the Soul Condensing Abyss."
Finally, Su Shuangling's gaze fell back on Luo Li. This girl, who, in her mortal form, had done something against the will of Heaven, and had pulled her back from a decade of decadence and the filth of the Demonic Abyss.
"Luo Li..." Su Shuangling read out her name, the scrutiny in his icy blue eyes still there, but the condescending indifference had been replaced by a look of equality mixed with inquiry and a hint of appreciation.
"Power of Chaos, God-Shaping Pill, you are very good. I will remember this cause and effect."
Her tone was calm, yet weighty.
The weight of the "cause and effect" acknowledged by a great god in person is immeasurable.
Luo Li's face was still a little pale, but her eyes were clear. She met the god's gaze with neither arrogance nor servility: "Ice God, your words are profound. Expelling the Demonic Abyss and protecting the people is what we should do. Your return is the best outcome."
Su Shuangling looked at Luo Li deeply, as if wanting to see more from her eyes.
In the end, she said nothing more, and the surging divine power around her slowly subsided like a tide.
The light of the Ice Soul Heart also became gentle and soft, covering her new body like a veil.
She slowly descended from the suspended state, stepping barefoot on the cold ice platform, the ice-blue divine armor shining with light.
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