"So what about his fate?"
Evan Lynn asked.
"Eternal erasure—no reincarnation, no afterlife, no next world."
Lily Zhao sighed. "I can't prepare reincarnation for everyone."
You're the exception. Only you and him."
"When I met him, I was still young. Without him, I wouldn't have survived to today. In fact, in the distant past, I would have been erased long ago."
"No path, no reincarnation, wiped out by Heaven—clean, spotless, not a trace left behind."
"So this is what I owe him. Just what I owe him—a debt I haven't paid off after countless cycles of reincarnation."
Lily Zhao was getting closer and closer.
Yet her voice was filled with emotions that couldn't be put into words.
It seemed that even speaking these words put immense pressure on her.
Too long ago.
How many, how many, how many years ago was that?
So long ago that even Lily Zhao couldn't remember.
She only remembered that he crafted a Lyria Blossom for her out of the void.
He pinned the flower in her hair and told her, from now on, this flower would be called the Lyria Blossom.
There are millions of flowers in the world.
But only this flower blooms for her alone.
When he upheld the true law of Heaven and Earth—standing alone against countless clans, fighting the Old Immortal Clan to the death, and slaying the unjust Heavenly Dao within the cycle of reincarnation—
He shielded her from countless karmic slaughter, blocked fatal blows for her, and finally remade Heaven and Earth, opening the immortal path and reincarnation for ten thousand generations.
He vindicated the human race, and won a world shared by all clans.
After that—
When he was near death, blood at the corner of his mouth, his whole body shattered like fragments, segment by segment turning to dust and drifting away on the wind.
That day—
She was crying.
He only smiled.
He said—
When the Lyria Blossom blooms again, that's when he'll return.
He gave her one last Lyria Blossom.
After that—
Countless years passed.
Lily Zhao kept searching for a way to make the Lyria Blossom bloom.
She tried countless methods.
In the end, she realized that when she met someone extraordinary, the Lyria Blossom would undergo extraordinary changes.
The flower was changing.
Because of this, Lily Zhao finally set out to search for Immortal Lords everywhere, and understood what 'the day the flower blooms' really meant.
It meant waiting.
Waiting for the one who could bring him back from reincarnation.
So she waited—
And waited through countless ages.
In the end, the chosen one was Evan Lynn.
So, are you going to make a move?
Evan Lynn watched as Lily Zhao approached.
She had been at the horizon before, but now she was only a few hundred meters away.
Wherever Lily Zhao passed—
Heaven and Earth grew silent.
Everything was silent.
Everything was calm and quiet.
She seemed like the only existence between Heaven and Earth.
Compared to the eternal, she was even older than the Heavenly Dao, calmly waiting through countless barren years.
Evan Lynn watched her.
Jill Jing was still holding Evan Lynn's hand.
I'm not going to make a move.
Lily Zhao sighed and shook her head: "But even if I don't make a move, you still..."
She paused here.
She didn't continue speaking.
Inside Evan Lynn, spiritual qi was still boiling.
The surging spiritual qi hadn't completely blown Evan Lynn apart.
Even now, when Evan Lynn didn't actively guide it...
That spiritual qi could still circulate smoothly.
That spiritual qi gathered in the dantian, forming an endless sea of spiritual qi.
The spiritual qi moved through Evan Lynn's limbs and bones, finally converging at the heart, in that pitch-black Lyria Blossom.
The Lyria Blossom bloomed with a faint black glow.
That glow was hazy, then suddenly became even more enchanting.
From just now until now, it had always been like this, never overstepping its bounds.
Yet Evan Lynn could clearly feel that when his own heart began to beat, there was also an extremely faint heartbeat in that pitch-black Lyria Blossom.
The sound of that heartbeat was extremely subtle.
If Evan Lynn hadn't reached a new height after his golden core shattered, and had only the cultivation of the peak of foundation, he might never have noticed.
You're talking about that pitch-black Lyria Blossom.
Evan Lynn watched her.
Lily Zhao didn't speak.
Inside the pitch-black Lyria Blossom, the one Lily Zhao spoke of was being nurtured.
The pitch-black Lyria Blossom had always been waiting for the one it needed to appear, then bloom again, awaken.
Do I have any chance of winning?
Evan Lynn looked at Lily Zhao and suddenly asked.
No.
Lily Zhao shook her head: "Even I can't stop it from blooming."
Maybe...
Even if I didn't come to find you, you would still be sought out by it in some cycle of reincarnation. Everything I've done has only made these times arrive sooner.
Back then, when you opened Heaven Gate as Nine Mysteries Immortal Lord, I was watching from afar.
I originally wanted to see you off to the Immortal Realm. Once you entered, you wouldn’t see me again, and you could have your own life—maybe even become a great power in your own right.
But the moment you opened Heaven Gate, the pitch-black Lyria Blossom suddenly had the urge to bloom. That’s when I realized you were the one it was seeking.
Before finding its host, the pitch-black Lyria Blossom was just an ordinary flower. But the instant you entered the Immortal Gate, it became linked to you.
I tried to sever that connection, but I couldn’t.
As Lily Zhao spoke, she gently closed her eyes.
His strength is unmatched.
It’s not just you—even I have no chance against him.
I made everything happen sooner—he awakened earlier, you entered the cycle earlier, so I could wait for you to emerge from reincarnation sooner.
Lily Zhao said a lot in one breath.
From what Evan Lynn knew of Lily Zhao, she never used to say so much.
This time—
It was clear that Lily Zhao’s dao heart had been deeply shaken.
Maybe it was because of Evan Lynn.
Or maybe it was because that person was finally about to return.
All around—
Everyone quietly watched the scene before them.
Some parts of Lily Zhao and Evan Lynn’s conversation could be heard, others couldn’t.
Some words had already surpassed what this Heavenly Dao could allow to exist.
So those words were cut off by the Heavenly Dao.
Who exactly is this woman?
She hasn’t done anything, but I can still sense a terrifying aura!
Are they going to fight? Master Lynn from Seacrest—he really seems like he doesn’t stand a chance right now.
Countless people watched this scene from behind their screens.
They didn’t feel any pressure, yet deep down, they sensed a terrifying oppression.
That oppression came from the woman who looked so transcendent and ethereal.
Pressure from the heart.
Heaven and Earth suddenly felt as if they were about to vanish into silence.
Azure Dragon and the others stared at Lily Zhao as if facing a formidable enemy.
This woman’s background—
Too terrifying!