Mo Ziyan's tears flowed like a river. She shook her head desperately to try to deny it, but it seemed pale and powerless.

This time, she chose to explain and escape, but her mood became more and more devastated.

Mo Ziyan was responsible for causing Liu Chuyao to be defiled, taking her anger out on Nangong Rou, and even causing the death of Jiang Zhige by accident. To be precise, it was not all Mo Ziyan's fault. She was even a victim, so she could face her own sins.

However, wasn't it Mo Ziyan who said "not worth it" herself? This coldness was undoubtedly a denial of the love of her life. Even if she was ready to die, she didn't have the courage to face what she had done.

Just when Mo Ziyan was about to collapse, she saw the dying Jiang Zhige smile.

"Girl, don't cry, I never blame you."

"When I'm gone, remember to take good care of yourself"

After he finished speaking, Jiang Zhige's head drooped weakly, and he completely lost his life.

"Master?"

Mo Ziyan couldn't stop crying, her red lips trembling as she looked at Jiang Zhige's body.

The next moment, she fell to her knees with a thud, covering her head and crying heart-wrenchingly.

"Let me die! Let me die!!!"

"I just want to die, why are you torturing me like this?!!"

At this moment, Mo Ziyan's state of mind and even his consciousness had collapsed. The mere fact that he was still conscious was ten thousand times more painful than being burned by the fire of karma.

She regretted not killing herself by hitting her head against the wall in the Zhengyang Temple, but choosing to end her life in this way.

"Mo Ziyan!!!"

"Can a mere vision cost you your life?"

At this moment, a deep shout like thunder exploded in Mo Ziyan's ears.

Mo Ziyan instantly escaped from the void vision and returned to the wilderness.

Tears were hanging from the corners of her eyes, and she looked at the yellow sand without any reaction.

"Mo Ziyan, do you really want to die?"

Jiang Zhige had a complicated expression. Just this degree of strange phenomenon had caused a crack in Mo Ziyan's soul, and she almost lost her soul on the spot.

Logically speaking, as long as their minds are not affected and they are able to recognize that the scene before them is an illusion, monks who have entered the holy realm can easily escape.

"Let me die, let me die."

Mo Ziyan collapsed to the ground. She did not respond to Jiang Zhige and kept repeating the word "death" in her mouth.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhige felt an inexplicable pain in his heart and he had already guessed what Mo Ziyan saw in the vision.

"Miss Ziyan, actually I..."

Jiang Zhige seemed to be hesitant to speak, his face looking a little gloomy.

As long as he told Mo Ziyan that he was not dead yet, he could save Mo Ziyan from suffering.

However, Jiang Zhige was just a time traveler, and those memories were fabricated. How could he be qualified to stay by Mo Ziyan's side? When he rewrote his memories, Jiang Zhige just wanted to survive and didn't think too much about it.

Now that he saw Mo Ziyan’s collapse, he finally understood what those memories meant.

After a long silence, Jiang Zhige sighed, walked up to sit next to Mo Ziyan, and began to use various arguments to calm her down.

It's very strange. As a time traveler, Jiang Zhige should normally feel sorry for Mo Ziyan.

However, when he saw Mo Ziyan's collapse, he felt so uncomfortable that he almost couldn't breathe, and felt unprecedented guilt and sadness.

After persuading for a long time, Mo Ziyan still had a dazed look on her face and ignored Jiang Zhige.

If she hadn't been repeating the word "death", people would have thought she was already a corpse.

Jiang Zhige closed his eyes and thought for a while, then spoke again: "Miss Ziyan, do you remember what I said before?"

"In life, death is just the beginning. For the omnipotent Emperor Xuan Cang, this is not a profound truth, but a literal meaning."

"The river on the other side of Nirvana in my memory did not appear by chance, but was a means used by Emperor Xuan Cang to destroy it and then establish it."

"After Nirvana, there is rebirth. The current Emperor Xuan Cang is very likely not dead, but reborn in a certain world."

Hearing this, Mo Ziyan finally moved a little and turned to look at Jiang Zhige in a daze.

Jiang Zhige's heart moved slightly, and then said: "Instead of seeking death here, Miss Ziyan, why don't you go to the heavens and the myriad worlds to find the whereabouts of Emperor Xuancang?"

This method is far-fetched and is also deceiving Mo Ziyan, but giving her hope of life is much better than committing suicide in a state of complete collapse.

Mo Ziyan had a dazed look on her face. It was unknown how long she had been in this state before her expression relaxed a little.

"Nirvana. Rebirth"

Normally, it is impossible to survive when both body and soul are destroyed, but for a great emperor, there may be some possibility.

When she finally reacted, Mo Ziyan finally found someone sitting next to her, and this person was none other than the unknown masked senior who was supposed to have left the Great Wilderness.

"Senior, how are you?"

Mo Ziyan was still a little confused. She saw Jiang Zhige leave with her own eyes. How could he suddenly come back? Jiang Zhige breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head helplessly: "To tell you the truth, I am actually one of the thirty-six demon lords of Xuancang Holy Land. At that time, Emperor Xuancang knew that he was going to be surrounded and killed, so he specifically asked me to protect your safety."

"Demon Lord?"

Mo Ziyan looked confused, and always felt that there were many doubts in Jiang Zhige's words.

Seeing Mo Ziyan's confusion, Jiang Zhige coughed twice and explained carefully: "Before the monks besieged Xuancang Holy Land, I had already evacuated in advance, so you should not have been able to see me."

"As for why I was able to come back, it was because I had a good understanding of the Great Dao of Space, and I used some means to forcibly open the passage."

"You don't have to think that I have ulterior motives. Emperor Xuan Cang treated me well when he was alive. Even if he didn't specifically ask me to do so, I would still try my best to save your life."

After listening to Jiang Zhige's words, Mo Ziyan nodded thoughtfully.

"By the way, Zi Yan still doesn't know the senior's name?"

"I have no name or surname, but the emperor gave me the title of Demon Sword."

The names of the Thirty-Six Demon Lords have not been made public, and Jiang Zhige made one up on the spot.

Mo Ziyan didn't delve into it too much, and said with a folded hand: "Senior Yaojian, your kindness will be remembered in Ziyan's heart."

"You don't need to remember this favor, as long as you don't seek death again."

Seeing Mo Ziyan returning to normal, Jiang Zhige suddenly felt relieved.

As long as Mo Ziyan is unconscious and collapses, Jiang Zhige may still be able to save her from dying.

"Senior Yaojian, if Ziyan no longer seeks death and leaves the Great Wasteland with you, what will be your plans afterwards?"

"Now that the emperor is missing, I am at a loss for words."

Jiang Zhige's heart sank slightly. Would Mo Ziyan use the same old trick again to send him away and then seek death alone? "Don't worry, Senior Yaojian. With your heart, Ziyan will not selfishly die again. I just want to find out about the future of Xuancang Holy Land."

"There is no way forward. Without the Emperor, we are just a bunch of rabble and can't even get together."

Jiang Zhige was quite puzzled. Why did Mo Ziyan, who was completely broken down before, suddenly ask these questions? Was it because of him that she felt guilty towards the people of Xuancang Holy Land? After that, Mo Ziyan became calmer and talked about many things with Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige wanted Mo Ziyan to forget about committing suicide, so he would not just get up and leave at this critical moment. He chatted with her in a random manner.

The two talked about everything from the Xuan Cang Holy Land to the death of Jiang Zhige, and later even talked about their life and family matters.

After a while, Mo Ziyan's expression showed some life, instead of the dead look.

Hearing the funny story that Jiang Zhige had made up, she also laughed and said, "Senior Yaojian, you are really a special person."

Jiang Zhige was completely relieved and shook his head, "Special? Others say I'm boring."

As long as Mo Ziyan can be alive, it would be fine for me to chat with her frequently as Senior Yaojian.

"By the way, Senior Yaojian, do you still keep the strand of my hair that you took away from me in your memory?"

"Of course I still keep it."