Chapter 953. Hairpin (2/2)

At this instant, this mountain truly collapsed, and countless pieces of gravel scattered and flames swept the sky. In the blink of an eye, there was no sky, only flame!

As the mountain collapsed, endless magma flow out like the sea and occupied all the land in an instant!

The sky was filled with endless flames. The earth was covered in maga. In between was a dense poison mist!

Miserable screams echoed. In a short period of time, everyone other than the purple-haired man and Master Empty Fantasy died!

Even Master Empty Fantasy’s origin energy dissipated and the aghast in his eyes became intense.

The purple-haired man wryly smiled. He gave up on resisting and looked at Qing Shui with a complex gaze. He knew that Qing Shui didn’t want to kill them yet; otherwise, he would have died inside the purple mist.

All the buildings in the Slaughter Realm melted and not a trace of them remained!

Wang Lin stared dumbfoundedly at all of this. He could never have imagined that this Mountain Crumble contained such power!

“This is the celestial spell… Mountains Crumble!”

Qing Shui waved his sleeves and 88 rays of silver light flew out from the magma on the ground. His hand reached out and the 88 rays of silver light were merged into one. He threw it at Wang Lin.

“Since you like it, then I’ll gift it to you!”

Wang Lin grabbed the silver ball and put it inside his bag.

Qing Shui flickered as he turned into black wind and grabbed Master Empty Fantasy and the purple-haired cultivator. Then he mercilessly took a step and the Slaughter Realm began its final collapse.

The Slaughter Realm was originally built in a spatial crack within the Rain Celestial Realm. Now that the space had collapsed, the Slaughter Realm was devoured by the void.

A large vortex immediately appeared under Qing Shui’s feet. His body sank into the vortex. He nodded at Wang Lin and slowly said, “I still have other things to do. Xu Mu, after we separate today, it will be unknown when we will meet again. You… Take care of yourself!” With that, he sank into the vortex and disappeared with Master Empty Fantasy and the purpled-haired cultivator.

Wang Lin silently pondered as he stepped into the vortex as well and left this collapsing Slaughter Realm!

Wang Lin’s figure appeared among the stars. He let out a sigh and looked back. After a long time, Wang Lin’s body flickered and he merged with the world, moving toward planet Tian Yun.

In the distance, Qing Shui calmly moved forward. Behind him, Master Empty Fantasy and the purple-haired cultivator followed him with depressed looks. An mark unique to the Celestial Realm flashed between their eyebrows, the slave mark!

Qing Shui’s hand held an item; it was the purple hairpin. His eyes gradually grew gentle, but they were filled with pain and reminiscence.

“The creator likes to mess with people…” In Qing Shui’s life, he had only shed tears twice. The first time was when the country of Clear Water was destroyed and his parents died. He was a small cultivator who had managed to escape an almost certain-death situation. He was filled with grief and indignation as he shed tears.

The second time was when he went crazy in the Thunder Celestial Realm and killed his love. He shed tears of remorse!

This hairpin had brought back his endless memories and emotions. He remembered that it was the day he became Bai Fan’s disciple that he gifted this hairpin to her...

He could never forget these happy memories.

He felt a stab of pain in his heart, and teardrops fell from Qing Shui’s eyes for the third time in his life.

“Han Yan…”

Memories flowed like the water in his palm that slowly trickled down his fingers. The cold feeling was something no one could forgot… The things he thought of inadvertently were sad enough to drown himself.

Scenes of the past appeared before Qing Shui’s eyes. His dead wife’s dimming gaze, and even until the end, she always held this hairpin.

The tip of the hairpin remained pierced deep within her heart. Fresh blood was dripping down from the hairpin and scattering all over the ground.

“Qing Shui, I didn’t die because of you, I died because of myself… You shouldn’t feel bad, you shouldn’t be sad all your life. You didn’t harm me…”

In order to not make Qing Shui feel indignation and guilt when he became sober, this woman, at the moment of Qing Shui’s madness, smiled and killed herself before him.

Her gentle and sentimental gaze was filled with unwillingness. Her smile that contained her silent tears contained the power to awaken Qing Shui!

The Qing Shui back then awakened due to such a scene.

“The husband in my mind is a man with an indomitable spirit. He will not abandon his life due to one moment in his life or waste his life away. Instead, he will use all his power to persist… And find out the reason for all of this!”

Qing Shui’s eyes were filled with sadness as he muttered, “Rest assured, Han Yan, I’ll find the cause to all of this…”