A heavy rain enveloped Kunlun Peak.

Under the watchful gaze of the Youhan branches and Demon Breath branches, Du Yu left this perilous place.

Currently, he doesn’t have the ability to defeat the Youhan Tree.

And his thoughts are tied to the whereabouts of the missing Master Qing.

"Splash..."

Every drop of rain between heaven and earth was providing Du Yu with information about his surroundings.

However, Du Yu couldn’t sense even a trace of people; within a hundred miles radius, it was desolate and uninhabited, and there were no signs of Demon Beasts appearing.

Nothing, nothing at all...

Despite possessing such powerful sensing Demon Skills, Du Yu felt increasingly confused.

With the icy mist covering the world, shouldn’t there be a scene of raging Cold Beasts rampaging across the land?

Yet the surroundings were silent, only a dead silence persisted.

Could it be that the Youhan Tree enjoys tranquility and does not allow any other creatures to approach?

"Don’t worry too much," Celestial Cyan Porcelain comforted Du Yu, "Since Master Qing is not in the most dangerous area, she won’t be in trouble.

Master Qing is the Demon Taming Emperor, accompanied by many Demon Emperors, and protected by the Mountain Fire Saber.

Ordinary creatures can’t harm her."

"Hmm." Du Yu responded softly, looking up toward the sky.

The sky was overcast, shrouded in icy mist.

Actually, this is the real trump card of the Youhan Tree.

The Youhan Tree’s main offense against the Divine Tree is aimed at eliminating Spiritual Qi from the world.

This tactic is tantamount to cutting off the source, fundamentally removing the Human Race’s army’s ability to resist, allowing the Cold Qi to run rampant.

Without Spiritual Qi as a life-saving talisman, the fall of this world is only a matter of time.

No matter how strong a creature may be, whether you are a Demon Saint, a Supreme, as long as you stay in an icy mist environment long enough, you will eventually be devoured by madness and become a Cold Beast.

The Cold Beasts emerging from the Bottomless are not fatal.

Even if the Cold Beast Army continues endlessly, blanketing the mountains.

Du Yu has reason to believe that a single Supreme can easily repel thousands.

But the problem is, once a Demon Saint or Supreme inadvertently becomes a Cold Beast, they can also kill the Human Race, causing their army to collapse and rivers of blood to flow!

An unequal balance!

If coupled with the Youhan Technique, and those "Cold Race · Gray Men" can freely control the Cold Beasts...

What world can withstand this kind of invasion?

"Sigh..." Du Yu sighed deeply.

The only thing that slightly reassured him was that before he and his mentor accidentally entered the "Ashen World," they were bestowed abundant Spiritual Qi by their home world’s Divine Tree.

Master Qing has the protection of Spiritual Qi, granting her the capability to shelter her Demon Pet.

"Du Yu." Little Fen Yang called softly.

"Hmm?" Du Yu responded, "Did you ask?"

Little Fen Yang seemed somewhat dispirited, akin to a child admitting a mistake: "The Void, he, he..."

"Still unwilling to speak?" Du Yu connected to the Spirit Contract, quietly sensing for a moment, and couldn’t help but silently sigh.

There is no greater distress than a dead heart.

The Void Axe’s profound sorrow and endless despair are truly heart-wrenching.

The pitiful axe, it indeed has its pitiable side.

The problem still needs to be tackled, one issue at a time.

With thoughts in mind, Du Yu flipped his wrist.

"Whoosh~"

Accompanied by the flickering of Bell Shadow, Du Yu appeared beneath the wash of blue skies, beside the clear waves of the blue sea.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain withdrew his Demon Skill at the right time and also emerged, gazing toward the vast sea.

"Shasha~" Seeing the master return, the Begonia Tree shook its leaves excitedly.

When Du Yu last departed, it seemed he went to face a battlefield of near-certain death, which worried Shatang greatly.

"It’s alright, Shatang, we’re temporarily safe now."

Du Yu waved his hand at the Begonia Tree, then mounted the Immortal Deer and leapt down from the Sea Reef.

He casually beckoned, and a massive, pitch-black Giant Axe formed strikingly.

Du Yu dismounted from the deer, tossing the mighty and imposing Void Axe onto the beach.

"This is my world." Du Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, placing one hand on the rough tree trunk-like axe handle.

Clearly, Du Yu’s emotions had calmed considerably, his attitude toward the Void Axe softened substantially.

Or perhaps... it’s due to the bond of the contract between them, allowing mutual empathy.

Du Yu: "You’ve been in the Bottomless Abyss for so long, constantly shrouded by icy mist, never seeing daylight.

Now you’re back in the Gray World, you haven’t seen blue skies and the ocean for quite a while.

Take a look."

The Void Axe remained motionless, like a lifeless object.

Du Yu stroked the fissures on the axe handle: "We’re bound by contract, I can discern all your emotions.

I can feel your sorrow and despair, and know your desperate yearning over the years for rescuing your master."

As he spoke, Du Yu’s heart was filled with lament.

A soul forever immersed in its own world, suddenly struck by the brutal reality, shattering all hope.

Not descending into madness would be abnormal.

Had the Void Axe encountered fate like Little Fen Yang’s, early recognition of reality, accompanied by Du Yu, gradually coming to terms...

It wouldn’t have suffered such a devastating blow, leading to complete madness.

In fact, the Divine Tree had forewarned Du Yu long ago; this axe’s emotions are extremely unstable and fluctuate greatly.

It seems the Void Axe has remained in a conflicted psychological state.

Ultimately, deceiving itself with a reason allowed it to retain hope and continue existing.

"I sense all these; you’re not alone." Du Yu pressed a hand onto the axe handle, "Come forth."

"Splash..."

The beach was silent, only the sound of waves crashing against the shore resonated.

Du Yu whispered: "When Burning Sun connected you and me through the contract, you didn’t refuse.

Actions don’t lie, especially with our minds linked."

In the depths of your heart, you acknowledge my words.

I can also feel that you harbor a trace of guilt for placing both Master Qing and me in danger."

Du Yu’s fingers lightly grazed the fractured patterns on the axe handle: "Hear my command, come forth."

"Ho~"

The tall and burly figure of the Black Robe Man appeared silently.

On the sea reef stone, Qingci gently touched Bai Yujing’s cheek, slowly turning her head to look.

Her eyes revealed strands of admiration.

Any creature in this world, as long as they have some conscience, would find it hard to refuse this sincere young man.

"Mm-hmm, I like Master," Bai Yujing whispered, appearing somewhat shy.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain froze for a moment, then burst into silent laughter.

She was a pure Demon Soul, and while touching the cheek of the Immortal Deer, inadvertently transmitted her thoughts to the Beautiful Immortal Deer.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain extended a finger, gently tapping the Immortal Deer’s nose.

Du Yu could gather so many diverse creatures willing to risk their lives for him, which in itself is a grand achievement.

Who isn’t drawn to a certain quality in him?

Nearby, Du Yu’s voice echoed: "What is your master’s name?"

The Black Robe Man, as an Artifact Spirit, was naturally unable to speak.

Sadness filled his eyes, communicating a raspy voice through the Spirit Contract: "Zhu Rong."

"Zhu Rong?" Du Yu nodded slightly, pointing towards the sea.

The Black Robe Man turned his head to see the clear waves of the sea, witnessing the beautiful scene where sea and sky meet.

Du Yu: "What is his relationship with Zhu Xin, the former master of Little Fen Yang?"

The Black Robe Man gazed at the sea: "Siblings."

Du Yu said solemnly: "It seems, there’s yet another reason for you and me to join hands in destroying the Youhan Tree."

The Black Robe Man silently lowered his eyelids, recalling many things since returning to this world.

Each time he thought of his master’s tragic death, torn apart by the Youhan Tree, while he lingered alive...

The Black Robe Man’s heart dripped with blood!

He always felt he didn’t deserve to live in this world, or to see this beautiful azure sea.

Du Yu: "Indeed, you linger, but you also carry a mission."

Upon hearing Du Yu’s words, the Black Robe Man turned, bowed his head, and looked at the cross-legged Du Yu.

Du Yu: "The Zhu Family Siblings haven’t lost.

They held onto hope, sending you and Little Fen Yang to another world at the moment of their death.

You and Little Fen Yang bear the legacy of the Zhu Family Siblings, and are also their last hope."

Du Yu looked directly into the Black Robe Man’s eyes: "Whenever you and Little Fen Yang resign, give up...

That moment is when the Zhu Family Siblings truly lose."

With Du Yu’s words, the Black Robe Man’s body trembled violently.

The firm and solemn face was filled with sorrow.

His lips lightly quivered, his resolute eyes fixed on Du Yu, as a mist seemed to rise in his eyes.

Du Yu waved his hand, and the valiant man, like a puppet on strings, gingerly stepped forward following Du Yu’s movement.

Du Yu looked up at the Black Robe Man: "I am Du Yu.

The relics left by the Zhu Family Siblings were all entrusted to me; perhaps their spirits guided me to encounter you and the Golden Crow.

I will inherit their legacy, and I will undying battle against the Youhan Tree.

No matter how the ending unfolds."

Du Yu’s fervent eyes stared at the Black Robe Man, seemingly able to pierce into his heart.

Only to hear him speak, word by word, in a somber tone: "And you, become my war axe, accompany me to the final Chapter.

Do you understand?"

"Ho~"

Suddenly, from the pitch black war axe, energy erupted.

The ethereal gases spiraled from the end of the handle up to the head of the axe.

The Black Robe Man knelt on one knee, slowly bowing his head.

From the Spirit Contract came a word trembling with resonance: "Yes."

Little Fen Yang quietly floated out, looking at the man kneeling and pledging allegiance before her.

She nestled carefully in Du Yu’s embrace, rubbing her cheek against his chest.

Du Yu gently patted Little Fen Yang’s head, but unfortunately felt no sensation.

He placed one hand on the Void Axe, feeling the icy coolness.

Du Yu: "When you were in madness, you once teleported my master to this world, where is she now?"

The Black Robe Man’s head hung lower: "The Void was chaotic then, beyond control, and the teleportation location was unstable.

The master is likely near Kunlun Mountain, with a small chance she ended elsewhere."

Du Yu nodded: "My master also has a body, existing in my home world.

So, send me back home, and I’ll contact her to inquire."

The Black Robe Man: "Can... the Void be given some time."

Du Yu frowned slightly: "Huh?"

The Black Robe Man bowed his head: "The Void Axe Handle is fractured, and it needs some time to repair.

If forced to open the Spatial Rift, we may become trapped in the Void Realm."

"Void Realm?"

The Black Robe Man: "The region between two Spatial Rifts, where there’s only emptiness."

"Oh?" Du Yu’s heart stirred, "Then can you voluntarily open the Void Realm, imprisoning enemies within?"

The Black Robe Man: "This realm is exceedingly mysterious, the Void lacks understanding, unsure how to open it, nor can it be controlled.

The Void only accidentally opened during injury."

Du Yu: "You’ve opened it before?"

The Black Robe Man nodded: "When I fled to the Otherworld with the Golden Crow, I resided in the Void Realm."

"Eh?" Little Fen Yang placed a hand on the Black Robe Man’s head, "I’ve stayed in the Void Realm, how come I don’t remember?"

The Black Robe Man: "That realm differs from the normal world, it doesn’t adhere to common worldly principles.

Except for me, everything is void."