Chapter 317.2: This Time, It’s Probably Goodbye Forever

Qing Yu’s brows were furrowed up, the look on her face questioning.

The grip of the man’s hand around his sword tightened. How could he not know that? Alas, there was nothing he could do.

In reality, he was able to survive till now only because of that one half of his body that was from the gods race and the special powers here in the bottom of this lake, which allowed his flesh body to slowly piece itself back and take form once again over the past million years.

But the moment he leaves this place…..

The man’s deep and unfathomable violet eyes washed over with a flash of complicated emotions for just a quick instant and then quickly seemed to have made a decision, where his eyes grew deep and calm.

It’s alright.

He has lived for such a long time already, and his heart just could not stop worrying for that one person.

Just take it as, he will meet her for the very last time, and bring all of it…..

To an end.

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At that same moment, with the scrying mirrors cracked and broken, the image on the screen at the other end became distorted and fuzzy, before finally turning a snowy white, where nothing could be seen at all.

“I’ve really underestimated these people.” The woman’s silver irises flashed with a strange glint as the corners of her lips stiffened, and a scorn showed on her face.

“Sovereign, please accord punishment onto me!”

A heavy thump sounded behind her, accompanied by the cold clear voice that carried a slight hoarse tinge.

The woman turned her eyes around and saw Yan Po kneeling on the ground, her head hung low in silence.

The woman’s eyebrow arched up slightly. “What do you mean?”

Hearing that, Yan Po’s head sank even lower. “I am to blame for being too careless, which allowed my traitorous disciple to release Qing Lan Fei. I have already executed that traitorous disciple of mine but Qing Lan Fei….. is nowhere to be found.”

“Ho ho, what a coincidence. The younger one has escaped and so has the older one as well. Could this possibly be the will of Heaven that their lives will not end here?” The woman scoffed in laughter, and it was impossible to decipher her emotions from her innocuous sounding voice, but it somehow sent a chill running up Yan Po’s spine.

Even though the person before her had always looked like a puerile young woman, Yan Po knew very well deep in her heart that the woman was a lot more unfathomable than her looks showed.

No matter in terms of cultivation or in wisdom, she was overwhelmingly oppressive, completely undecipherable and impossible to read, making a person not dare to even breathe loudly before her.

As haughty as Yan Po was, she bowed herself in subservience before this person, not daring to show any dissent.