Time passed by, second by second.

The wounded healed, the dying saved, the poisoned detoxified—Shang Xiuxun and others had already brought various antidotes up here, cooperating with Sui Yi’s medical treatment, achieving some positive effects.

However, while Sui Yi was performing detoxification, Shi Feixuan suddenly approached and lightly tugged at her sleeve. Sui Yi looked over immediately and saw in the vast snow, Fan Yin had already stood up, the ice and snow on Qi Lian melting away, held in Wu Xie’s arms.

"Thank you," Wu Xie hoarsely said.

Fan Yin shook his head, his lips moved slightly, but in the end, he said nothing, slowly ambling to the edge of the snowy ground, intent on leaving.

For some reason, many people felt that his silhouette at this moment seemed somewhat strange.

Just like that, he’s leaving?

"Fan,"

Sui Yi gently called out to him, and Fan Yin turned his head, seeing Sui Yi already beside him, also gazing at the vastness of the Western Regions below.

"In the past, my master once said, where one comes from is not important, what’s important is where the heart desires to go... At that time, perhaps you understood, but I always found it hard to comprehend..."

Fan Yin reached out his hand, the ice and snow in his palm slowly melting, icy cold.

Sui Yi gazed at the snowy water in his hand, even though still clear, it was mixed with quite a bit of earthly dust, mingled within the icy water.

After all, it is sullied.

"What bothers you is not that you’re an exile, a Divine Descendant from another world, just like what bothers me has never been that I... am a Witch, but our past, and our present,"

Her past unspeakable, her present irremovable, Fan Yin’s past... beyond the once lush mountains and green waters and the faint temple bells, there lies an indescribable, sorrowful emotion, and that demonic slaughter.

To awaken a Divine Descendant, how could it merely suck the blood of Qi Lian and others, the blood of those three hundred children is a demonic barrier Fan Yin can never cross.

That little monk who cautiously avoided the ants under the Bodhi tree before sitting down to knock on the wooden fish, was actually extremely fragile.

An unbearable sin.

Sui Yi had also wondered, if Fan Yin wasn’t here to save her, would he have come to this world, only to be used by others?

But she has also come to understand, they all came here because a hand was behind them pushing, trying to gain Fan Yin’s awakening as the Divine Descendant, or perhaps... just to let her see this shattered, chaotic universe, making her understand just how terrifying her mistakes truly are.

The root of sin, right or wrong, who can truly explain it?

"The beginning of life is not by one’s own choice, but that of parents, the continuation of life must not be betrayed,"

"Ah Yi, you’ve always been willing to endure, perhaps you wouldn’t blame me for being brave this once,"

Fan Yin looked at Sui Yi, his eyes as clear as ice and snow, his breath as gentle as a pine tree. It was only at this moment that a slight sense of nostalgia and melancholy appeared in his eyes.

He feared his choice would bring heartache to Sui Yi.

He originally intended to leave by himself, but since Sui Yi stopped him, perhaps she wouldn’t let him do so.

Sui Yi was silent for a long while, then said: "I won’t, but... I’ll see you off."

Thousands of words, in the end, boiled down to this one sentence, I’ll see you off.

Send you away...

This was Sui Yi’s greatest bravery.

She didn’t want Fan Yin, the latter had resolved his karma and could leave without worry, but she couldn’t.

Furthermore, compared to the past, the current situation was actually not too much of a burden for her.

Perhaps... it’s because time has passed too long.

Fan Yin smiled slightly, that smile as radiant as the bright sun.

He placed his hand upon Sui Yi’s forehead.

From meeting as children, to growing up gracefully, to finally standing alone as a great beauty, he had never been so close to her like this.

Such close proximity... perhaps this is the fate that the master spoke of.

"Ah Yi.... in the coming years, go to my master’s Buddha front and light incense for me..."

"Hmm,"

Then, Zhuang Ziliu and Shi Feixuan and others saw that man who could touch Sui Yi’s forehead with one hand.... his whole body seemed like glass, catching fire, transforming into light, just like the sitting of an ancient Buddha, like stars vanishing.

In moments, he was transformed into specks of vermilion dust, never to be seen again.

"Buddha Transcendence," Shi Feixuan turned her face, sighing softly.

The kindest person, understood the heart of the Buddha, realized the Buddha’s path, yet couldn’t transcend his past, thus Buddhist transcending, using his own death to cleanse the dusty grievances.

Under the snow-capped, vast heavens, only Sui Yi was left, witnessing the specks of blood-red dust.... Borderless desolation.

Will this world, in the future, truly leave only her alone?

Later, Sui Yi went up the Tower of Curses, but found that most people were beyond salvation, only the elder on the third floor still had a bit of life left.

Shi Feixuan was there to help Sui Yi, watching as Sui Yi broke the ice, helping the elder maintain a breath.

From his mouth, she learned, they all came from the Lost Lands.

"Lost Lands?" Shi Feixuan found this term utterly unfamiliar, only having heard it once before from that eerie and terrifying Wu Jue, as if, ... Sui Yi and the others, to go home, could only seek clues in the Lost Lands.

In truth, Shi Feixuan also had some doubts inwardly, what kind of distant place requires Sui Yi and the others to go through such great lengths?

Unfortunately, it wasn’t appropriate to ask.

"Lost Lands, what kind of place is that?" she asked.

In this Tower of Curses, there were many Minor Grandmasters, and Great Grandmasters, such discoveries gave Shi Feixuan and others a huge spiritual shock.

"It’s a place forgotten by the world, also a huge prison.... inside are many powerful beings from various worlds, many are of the Sect Master Level.... countless Great Grandmasters, trapped for various reasons, unable to leave, with the passing of time, they cannot find relief.... thus it’s called the Lost Lands."

This statement practically redefined Shi Feixuan’s entire worldview.

From different worlds?

She instinctively glanced at Sui Yi.

"Then how did you get out?"

"I don’t know either,"

The elder lay on the ground, breathing slowly, "I was just sent to the Lost Lands not long ago, barely figured out what kind of place that was, got attacked, and when I woke up, I found myself imprisoned here... for ten years, sealed in ice, my bloodline continuously drained...."

Bloodline People. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to cast recommendation votes and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)