They also saw A Yao covered in blood and gore, and helped up A Ji who was lying next to them with holes all over his body.
They also saw the familiar faces of Yunyin when the Cloud Hidden Bone Sword dissipated after fulfilling its mission.
I also saw the loving look in my father's eyes before the souls of all living beings dissipated.
How could she possibly bear this?
Everyone died in front of her.
How could she possibly bear it?
The woman burst into tears, her powerless body rising into the air and suspending her in the heavens.
A bead slowly flew out from the Lingtai (a point on the mind's center).
It is the only divine pill brought out from the Danzu Secret Realm.
It is called defying fate.
Time seemed to stand still as she used her supreme divine sense as a guide and a divine pill called Reversal of Fate to unleash a rain of pills.
All living things and all things are in a state of constant renewal.
Along with the soon-to-dissipate souls of the Hidden Clouds, and countless lives devoured by demonic energy.
After the rain, defying fate.
Like a farce, everyone came back to life.
Except for her.
Only those who knew Song Tingwan desperately ran in the direction she disappeared.
The scene abruptly ended.
What flashed by next was the fate of everyone.
Ayao and Aji were instantly possessed by demons. One, delirious and numb, committed murder, while the other desperately tried to stop her and stayed by her side the whole time.
Shen Zhuochuan spent his entire life searching for a way to bring her back to life, his understanding of the realm remaining unchanged, yet he remained stubbornly unrepentant.
Baili Xijiang worked day and night, desperately trying to refine a divine elixir to revive her.
Qin Xi took over the Tianji Sect. He was taciturn and composed, and spent his life inquiring about how to resurrect her.
Driven by her mad obsession, A Yao slaughtered her way through the Six Realms. If it weren't for A Ji stopping her, she probably would have attacked everyone indiscriminately.
Until the moment she regained consciousness, Ayao took her own life.
.
Consciousness returned.
Song Tingwan trembled numbly.
I was relieved.
At least, they survived.
But why?
Ah Yao, who pressured her in both her past and present lives.
She and her people still died in front of Ayao.
Even though she later resurrected her people, she died in front of A Yao when A Yao relied on her the most.
How could Ayao possibly bear it?
Furthermore, the sequel to the first life in the book did not continue after her death.
After the battle in the Demon Realm, Ayao's inner demons flared up, causing her to fall into demonic possession.
How can one speak of ascension?
My best friend and sister suffered a lifetime of pain.
No more smiles.
The father appears very rarely in the footage.
His father concealed his whereabouts, but it all felt so real, as if he had experienced it himself.
"Ah Wan, it's time to wake up."
My father's voice rang in my ears at just the right moment.
The girl on the bed trembled with her eyelashes as she struggled to wake from her daze.
I opened my eyes and saw the familiar bed curtains.
Returning to the familiar present world.
And there was his father, who had become even thinner and weaker, beside the bed.
Song Tingwan closed her eyes wearily, turned her head to the side, and a tear slid down her cheek.
“Father…”
The sounds were intermittent, and his eldest daughter turned her back to him for the first time, pulling the blanket over her face.
Her sobs were broken and fragmented.
Song Chaoxuan sighed and touched her hair.
"My dear girl, nothing has happened yet."
You did not die from the sacrifice of the divine elixir.
There's still time.
Song Tingwan covered her face tightly with the blanket, the bedding soaked with tears.
But this is already the third incarnation.
She thought she was fearless, but the faces that died before her eyes, and those faces that were resurrected but never smiled again, she dared not even think about them.
The daughter cried silently, yet her heart was broken.
Song Chaoxuan tenderly pulled the blanket off her face, revealing a face streaked with tears, her eyes red and swollen, pale.
"Oh dear, your eyes are all swollen, you don't look pretty anymore, little fairy."
His low, gentle coaxing voice made Song Tingwan unable to stop her from shedding tears of heartache.
Just like when she was a child, she clung to her father's sleeve with dependence, asking, "Where is Father?"
Tears welling in her eyes, yet she remained stubborn.
The elderly father paused, and the father and daughter looked at each other in silence.
moment.
"After my sister fainted, my father also collapsed in the room covered in blood. I fed him the bone-strengthening pills you gave me, and they seem to be working well."
Holding the Thunderwood Sword, Song Siyao listened quietly to her sister crying for a long time from behind the screen until they both fell silent. Only then did she slowly emerge from behind the screen.
His tone was calm and normal, and he smiled slightly as if he hadn't noticed anything.
Song Tingwan was taken aback. She first looked at her father, who had moved away, and then weakly got up from the bed.
Upon seeing her younger sister, she hurriedly wiped away her tears with her hands.
“Ah Yao…”
"Is your older sister feeling better?"
Sitting down at the foot of the bed, Song Siyao looked at her father at the head of the bed, and then at her frail older sister.
"Both of you are in poor health, don't keep pushing yourselves too hard."
She pretended not to notice anything and spoke with a mature and earnest tone.
Song Tingwan stared at her with red eyes.
A Yao didn't rush towards her with heart-wrenching cries, nor did her inner demons flare up, and she didn't lose control and kill anyone.
This is a vibrant, proud younger sister.
“Ayao is right.” Song Chaoxuan smiled and agreed. This time, not only his eldest daughter but also his youngest daughter glared at him.
He laughed and said, "Don't worry, I won't do any more divination after the clan ceremony."
Everything that needed to be calculated has been calculated, except for…
Faced with two disbelieving daughters, the old father was almost ready to swear an oath.
Song Tingwan reached out her hand, and Song Siyao took her slightly cool hand in his own. "They were all so worried, they're waiting at the door."
Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan recalled their tragic end in their second life.
Her nails dug deep into her palms, and she closed her eyes, trying to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.
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