Chapter 608: Will I Be the Next One to Ascend?

“Please don’t speak so ambiguously,” Fu Mu suddenly said seriously.

But then she laughed when Xi Li looked at her in surprise.

“I’m off! I’ll come watch you ascend on that day.”

With those words, her entire form dissolved into countless drifting flames and vanished; the quiet chamber, which had grown slightly warmer upon her arrival, turned icy cold once more.

Her every action matched exactly what the undercover agent had reported.

“People should live more freely.”

It’s said that long ago, it wasn’t like this…

Xi Li watched as the sword resting between her knees for a long time transformed into a blade of light and sank into her forehead.

Her entire body dispersed into wisps of You blue cold energy, vanishing from the quiet chamber.

Even Soul Transformation cultivators can scatter and reform at will—let alone those who have returned to emptiness.

When she reappeared, she was already at the highest peak of the Cold Moon Sword Palace.

The You blue cold energy coalesced into form; Xi Li walked slowly to the edge and gazed out over the vast Sword Palace she had founded.

In truth, she had never intended to establish any faction or power.

That was not her pursuit.

It was only because, during that human civil war, the sacred Chuancheng site was utterly destroyed.

She had no choice but to build a faction to gather cultivators who followed the Dao lines of 【Yin】, 【Sword】, and 【Kill】.

Thus, the Cold Moon Sword Palace came into being.

It was precisely because of that event.

That her attitude toward Xi Yun changed.

At first, seeing someone who resembled her deceased elder brother yet had a completely different personality felt as if two different people had been fused together.

That intense dissonance made it impossible for her to feel any fondness toward him.

Though she felt no affection, before that civil war, they had still been comrades-in-arms fighting the Beast God race—she had never harbored outright hatred.

But after that civil war, triggered by him…

As the representative of the human side’s 【Yang】 Dao line cultivators, he had publicly declared his willingness to accept the Beast God race’s surrender and end the war?

This was utterly unacceptable to Xi Li.

Had it not been for intervention from elder cultivators from outside, humans would have been kept like livestock by the Beast God race.

In a war of mutual annihilation, he actually believed such childish words.

From then on, she felt only revulsion toward Xi Yun.

She also became more certain that the man had no connection whatsoever to her brother—how could her own brother have such childish thoughts?

Xi Li gripped the railing, forged from ultra-cold Xuan ice harder than divine iron, her thoughts churning.

The chilling aura was fierce, yet not a single scratch marred her seemingly delicate skin.

“Actually, he does have some connection to your brother.”

A sudden voice came from behind.

“Who?!”

Years of battlefield experience caused her to instantly thrust a You blue, freezing sword qi backward even before the words finished leaving her lips.

The air froze inch by inch; a fine layer of white frost spread outward.

It was meant for binding and freezing, not killing.

But the freezing sword qi halted mid-flight, dissolving instantly without even a moment’s resistance.

Xi Li, now seeing who it was, froze in shock.

Intense emotions surged within her; countless words rushed to her tongue, yet finally emerged as two awkward syllables:

“Elder…”

Memories buried deep within her soul rose to the surface.

The figure from her memories—the one who once brought hope—now stood before her, leaving her utterly flustered.

After casually letting the sword qi dissipate, Xu Xing smiled:

“Since you’ve chosen to ascend, it’s better I explain some things to you.”

The Earth Immortal Realm.

This was the first world established at the outset of the “Ascension Project,” and its circumstances differed from all others.