Chapter 1560 - 1556: The Truth of the World

"Then—Ye Qiu should also leave."

The wind seemed to blow as if it wanted to take him away—by the time the two noticed, his figure was nowhere to be seen. The red sunset light filtered through the crystal panels, flickering slightly. Here, once again, only Ye Qiu and Fang Wushang remained.

Where did he end up going? Could it be that he went back to his world?

No—Ye Qiu felt he wouldn't do that. He should be erasing his consciousness, setting out to search for the true Hero existing somewhere.

The Floating City of the imagined world only had its top section left. The seventy-sixth floor, which the two never had the fortune to see, started to crumble weakly. Surrounding the entire world, the curtain of light for elimination drew closer to Ye Qiu and the others. Upon touching the light that shimmered like an aurora, the sea of clouds and the satisfied evening sky shattered into countless tiny fragments, scattering and then disappearing.

At the top of Aient stood a gigantic scarlet palace with ornate spires. If they followed the order of conquest, it should be there that Ye Qiu faced off against the Demon King Long Yijian.

Even though the highest layer that served as the base collapsed, the palace continued to float in defiance of fate, as if resisting reality. Against the backdrop of a red sky, the palace appeared even more vivid, like the heart of the last remnant of the Floating City.

Soon, the wave of destruction mercilessly engulfed the scarlet palace.

From the bottom, it started to disintegrate into countless red spheres, then fell into the clouds. The disbandment of the highest spire and the light curtain engulfing space occurred almost simultaneously. The massive city Aient was completely annihilated, leaving only a few red clouds under the sunset and the small Crystal Floating Island, where Ye Qiu and Fang Wushang sat.

Ye Qiu thought there wasn't much time left. Now they were probably in the exceedingly brief grace period granted by Long Yijian to Ye Qiu and the others.

Ye Qiu placed his hand on Fang Wushang's cheek and then slowly pressed his lips onto hers. It was the last kiss. He hoped to use all the time to engrave her entirely onto his soul.

"It's time to part..."

Fang Wushang gently shook her head.

"No, Ye Qiu and I will not part. We will unite as one and then vanish. So, Ye Qiu and I will always be together."

After saying this clearly in a soft but very distinct voice, she turned her body direction in Ye Qiu's embrace, staring straight at him face to face. Tilting her petite head, she smiled sweetly.

Suddenly, Ye Qiu's eyes overflowed with scorching liquid.

The emotions, halted in the eternal twilight, stirred once more. The whole body felt a fierce pain as if the heart was about to tear apart. For the first time since coming to this world, tears flowed endlessly. Like a child, Ye Qiu choked in his throat, tightening his grip on both hands, and cried aloud.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I promised... to take you back... to that world... Ye Qiu..."

He couldn't find the words. In the end, Ye Qiu was unable to save the person he cherished most. Due to his own inadequacy, her bright path that should have been realized was closed up, and now this sense of regret turned into tears continuously emerging from Ye Qiu's eyes.

", It's okay... It's alright..."

Fang Wushang also burst into tears. The tears, glowing with a rainbow-like brilliance like gems, rolled down her cheeks, eventually evaporating and disappearing into particles of light.

"Ye Qiu feels happy. To have met you and lived together— this has been the happiest period of Ye Qiu's life until now. Thank you... Ye Qiu loves you..."

The end of the world was approaching. The steel megacity and the infinite sea of clouds had long vanished in the chaotic light, leaving only Ye Qiu and Fang Wushang amid the white flash. The light continued to engulf the surrounding space, turning it into fragmented particles of light dissolving into nothing.

Ye Qiu and Fang Wushang held each other tightly, awaiting the final moment.

In the scorching light, Ye Qiu thought even their feelings would be burned and sublimated. In his heart, only love for Asuna remained. During the entire process of decomposition and evaporation, Ye Qiu

kept calling Fang Wushang's name.

His vision was enveloped in a glow. The white curtain fully covered the surroundings, then exploded into tiny particles that danced everywhere. Asuna's smiling face ahead mixed with the light filling the entire world.

"—Ye Qiu loves you... Ye Qiu loves you—"

In the last bit of remaining consciousness, that silvery voice, like a delightful bell, could be heard.

The contours forming the existence of Ye Qiu and Fang Wushang disappeared, merging the two into one.

Their souls fused together and then spread out.

Finally, they vanished without a trace.

Ye Qiu's memories all returned, and he suddenly remembered someone—Dong. He finally thought about Dong, who was actually a girl he met in another world. The Demon King Long Yijian brought Dong into this world to wait for Ye Qiu and then assist him.

But like Ye Qiu, Dong lost many memories when traversing world lines. However, the bond between them led them to meet again, and Ye Qiu firmly believed he would reunite with Fang Wushang, even if it was in another world, even if they both forgot each other. Destiny would eventually bring them together.

Ye Qiu looked forward to the next world. He believed he would fall in love with Fang Wushang again, no matter the different names, no matter the different appearances, because some things can never be changed, like that love engraved deep in the soul.

The air was filled with various scents.

Ye Qiu was utterly shocked to find himself still conscious.

The air flowing into his nose was laden with information. First was the pungent smell of disinfectant. Then, the scent of dry fabric exposed to sunlight, the sweet aroma of fruit, and the smell of his own body.

He slowly opened his eyes. For a moment, he felt two intense white lights piercing deep into his mind, so he quickly closed his eyes tightly again.

Soon after, he carefully tried to open his eyes again. Before him, various light clusters danced in the air. Only then did he realize that a lot of liquid had accumulated in his eyes.

Blinking, he tried to expel them. But the liquid kept flowing. These were tears.

He realized he was crying. But for what? Only a profound, deep-seated sorrow caused by a sense of loss remained in the depth of his chest. In his ears, it seemed like a faint voice of unknown origin continued to echo.

Squinting his eyes against the bright light, he finally managed to shrug off the tears.

Ye Qiu seemed to be lying on something soft. Above, he could see a structure similar to a ceiling.