Chapter 608: How Many Ascenders Will I Be?

"Please don't say things in such an ambiguous way." Fumu suddenly said solemnly.

But then laughed out loud after Xili glanced at her in surprise.

"Off I go, off I go! I'll come watch on the day you ascend."

As the words fell, her whole body transformed into countless scattering streams of fire and vanished; the quiet chamber, which had grown a little warmer because of her arrival, once again became chillingly cold.

Her every move was exactly as the spy had reported upon returning.

'A person, after all, should live a little more freely.'

They say it wasn't like this long ago…

Xili watched as the figure sat in stillness for a long time before the longsword between her knees finally turned into a streak of sword-light and sank into her brow.

Her whole body likewise dispersed into wisps of ghostly-blue cold qi, vanishing from the quiet chamber into thin air.

Soul Transformation cultivators can gather and disperse at will, let alone those of Void Return.

When she reappeared, she had already arrived at the very top of the Cold Moon Jiangong.

The ghostly-blue cold qi gathered and took form; Xili walked slowly to the edge, gazing out over the vast sword palace she herself had founded.

In truth, she had never intended to found any kind of faction.

That was not her pursuit.

It was simply that during that internal strife among the human race, the inheritance holy land had been destroyed in an instant.

She had no choice but to establish a faction, gathering under heaven all cultivators who practiced the three Dao lineages of Yin, Sword, and Slaughter.

From this, the Cold Moon Jiangong was born.

And it was precisely because of that one time—

—that her attitude toward Xiyun changed.

At first, seeing someone who resembled her departed elder brother yet had a completely different temperament gave her the feeling of two different people fused into one.

That intense sense of incongruity made it truly hard for her to feel any goodwill.

Although she felt no goodwill, before that internal strife they had, after all, been comrades-in-arms fighting together against the Beast God Clan, so it wasn't quite to the point of breeding disgust.

However, after the internal strife that incident triggered—

—as the representative figure of the Yang-attributed Dao lineage cultivators on the human side, he had actually publicly declared his willingness to accept the Beast God Clan's surrender and end the war?

This was something Xili simply could not accept.

Had it not been for an outside senior stepping in, the human race would even have been penned up like livestock by the Beast God Clan.

A racial war to the death—and he actually believed such a naive notion.

In any case, from then on, all she felt toward Xiyun was disgust.

At the same time, she became all the more certain that that person had not the slightest connection to her brother; how could her own elder brother possibly harbor such naive ideas.

Xili gripped the railing—harder than divine iron, condensed from extreme-cold profound ice—as her thoughts churned within.

The cold qi was chillingly fierce, yet could not harm that seemingly delicate skin in the slightest.

"Actually, you know, he really does have some connection to your brother."

An abrupt voice rang out from behind her.

"Who?!"

Years of experience fighting on battlefields made her flick a streak of ghostly-blue, chillingly cold sword qi backward the instant the words fell.

The void froze inch by inch, a layer of fine white frost spreading outward.

Leaning toward binding and freezing, rather than killing.

But before that chilling sword qi had even traveled halfway, it stopped most abruptly, not lasting a single instant before directly collapsing and scattering.

Xili, who now clearly saw who had come, was also stunned.

Violent emotions churned ceaselessly within her; countless words surged to her lips, yet in the end transformed into two rather strained syllables:

"Senior…"

Memories hidden deep within her soul rose to the surface of her mind.

That figure, existing only in memory, who had brought hope, now appearing before her once more—it made her feel utterly at a loss.

After casually causing that sword qi to collapse, Xu Xing smiled and said:

"Since you've chosen to ascend, there are some things it's still better to make clear to you."

The Earth Immortal Realm.

This was the very first world at the beginning of the execution of the 'Ascension Plan,' and its situation differed from all other worlds.