Everyone was stunned in place, their eyes fixed blankly on the distant figure.
Over there, a shadowy figure was swinging an axe, chopping at the giant tree.
The person over there seemed completely unaware of Evan Lin and the others.
He didn't even look in their direction.
"Could that be Wu Gang?"
Someone whispered softly.
Chang'e wasn’t just coveted by Marshal Tianpeng in legendary myths; she was also desired by Wu Gang, the woodcutter outside Mooncold Palace.
But this...
This is just too unbelievable!
Chang'e, Wu Gang, Mooncold Palace...
Could Pigsy and the Great Sage really exist too?
And then...
The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West—could they actually be real too?
Is that even possible?
"It's just a lingering remnant will."
Evan Lin shook his head.
He didn’t know or care about legends and myths.
Right now, Evan Lin only wanted to figure out the karmic threads.
He stepped forward to the gate of Mooncold Palace, gazing up at the enormous door, feeling himself grow small before it.
"Stay close to me. Don't wander off."
After Evan Lin finished speaking, he reached out and pressed his palm against the door.
He hadn’t even exerted any force yet.
The door opened on its own from within.
"You’ve come."
As soon as the door opened, a gentle voice echoed in everyone’s ears.
The voice was unmistakably that of a woman.
Everyone’s expression changed instantly when they heard it.
Bella Xiao stood beside Evan Lin. Evan stepped into the hall first, frowning as he glanced around. Cold air surged within, but the place was empty.
Thousands of stone pillars surrounded them, each carved with exquisite patterns.
"Who’s here? Show yourself."
Evan Lin spoke in a deep voice, his words echoing through the hall, lingering for a long time.
"You’ve come."
That voice sounded again.
It was vague and unreal, as if it came from every corner of the hall at once.
"Playing ghost tricks."
Evan Lin frowned, gestured with one hand, and sixteen fire dragons surged out, flying in all directions.
Wherever the fire dragons passed, the cold retreated.
The carvings on the stone pillars came alive in the firelight.
"Someone’s over there."
A low shout made everyone look up. In the path of the fire dragons, where there had been nothing before, a person had appeared, standing right there.
She was dressed in a red bridal gown, with a red veil over her head, standing a hundred meters in front of Evan Lin.
The sixteen fire dragons seemed to lock onto her, surging toward her all at once.
But before the fire dragons reached her, their blazing heat was rapidly frozen.
In an instant, the sixteen fire dragons became sixteen glaciers, sealed in midair.
The ice sealed the fire, but didn’t extinguish it—instead, the fire dragons kept burning inside the ice.
"Is this... the Immortal Lady?"
The Wang family patriarch and the others were horrified. Even though they didn’t sense overwhelming pressure from the woman before them...
...the scene unfolding now was simply too unnerving.
It made their hearts tremble.
"Who are you, really?"
Evan Lin walked forward, his steps steady, and in the blink of an eye he was just ten meters from the woman.
The face hidden beneath the red veil lifted slightly.
She seemed to be gazing at Evan Lin’s face through the veil.
"Have you changed?"
She asked softly, her voice gentle and not hostile at all.
Yet...
There was a faint sense of emotion behind it.
"I don’t know you."
Evan Lin had been about to attack, but the woman standing before him showed no intention of fighting, nor did she seem wary of him at all.
That made Evan Lin pause instead.
"It doesn’t matter if you don’t remember. Anyway... you always forget me."
She spoke, her words full of helplessness: "I waited for you for a very, very long time. In the end, I couldn’t stand the loneliness anymore and went out to look for you."
"I just want to tell you—someone by your side is deceiving you."
Her voice was soft and quiet, but the emotion in it was utterly sincere.
"Deceiving me? Who are you talking about?"
Evan Lin’s mind was a mess.
He really wanted to lift that red veil and see the woman’s face.
Just moments ago, she had seemed like a stranger.
But now that he was closer, she felt oddly familiar.
But that made no sense.
He had never been to this place before.
"I don’t know what identity she has beside you, but I know she’s always been close to you. Maybe she’s your master, maybe your childhood friend... hmm, maybe."
"Sorry, right now I’m just a lingering remnant of myself. The real me sneaked out to find you, so I forget many things."
She muttered softly, sounding apologetic.
"Then who are you?"
Evan Lin looked at her.
"I’m the one who was supposed to marry you."
She replied.
The two stood facing each other, suddenly falling into silence.
Bella Xiao and the others behind them watched the scene, utterly bewildered.