Chen Qinghang was sucked into the Demon Sealing Tower, and all of his memories regarding the Holy Glacial Lands and Meng Zhi were slowly stripped away.
There was nothing within the tower other than a vast expanse of grey.
There was nothing he could do except fall into a deep slumber.
After a good night's sleep, he would wake up as the real Chen Qinghang … Not Bing Fu, not Meng Zhi's toy. He would live on as the pride of the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect.
After what seemed like an eternity.
He heard a violent explosion, and his consciousness began to slowly return …
Chen Qinghang woke up and stood up from a pile of shattered white crystals.
He then saw the Heavenly Dawn Peak, which had been ravaged by the wind and snow. He saw countless corpses lying on the ground, and he saw many people who were still alive looking at him.
He looked up into the sky and finally came to his senses as a wry smile appeared on his face. "So that's how it is …"
Soon, an elder of the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect stepped forward and yelled at him.
"Are you Chen Qinghang or Bing Fu?!"
Chen Qinghang … Bing Fu?
The man's memories slowly surfaced in his mind. The past was so clear.
He faltered before his eyes widened as he looked at the elders of the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect. "What are you doing? What happened to wiping away all of my memories regarding the Holy Glacial Lands? Why do I remember everything so clearly now?! "
All the elders of the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect: "…"
At this moment, a boundless river of ice suddenly appeared in the sky, surrounding the three peak leaders.
An exquisitely beautiful silver-haired woman descended from the sky before flashing toward Chen Qinghang and hugging him tightly.
She was the current High Priestess of the Holy Glacial Lands, Meng Zhi.
"Toy, I'm here to take you back. Come with me, okay …"
The High Priestess, who had just stood proudly in the sky and battled three Return to Void Stage mighty figures on her own, was now clinging tightly to Chen Qinghang's clothes with both excitement and uneasiness.
Chen Qinghang came to his senses and pushed Meng Zhi away. "No … My father is still here. I promised him that I wouldn't leave the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect."
"Who said your father was here? I've captured him and brought him to the Snow God Palace." Meng Zhi's golden eyes were dodging An Lin's gaze as she spoke apologetically.
"Huh?" Chen Qinghang's eyes widened again.
"Hmm … I wanted to use your father in exchange for you, but the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect didn't agree, so I've been keeping your father captive this entire time …" Meng Zhi's voice became weaker and weaker, like a little girl who had done something wrong.
The corner of Chen Qinghang's mouth twitched. If his memories had been wiped, he would have attacked the High Priest without hesitation. But now …
"Fine," Chen Qinghang said solemnly. "I agree to go back with you. But you have to promise me that you'll release my father when we return to the Ice Saint Region."
"Of course. Aside from the Great Empress, I have the final say in the Holy Glacial Realm!" A sweet smile appeared on Meng Zhi's face as she stared at the man before her, just like she had done hundreds of years ago.
Rumble!
In the sky above, the three Peak Lords broke through the glacial river, and their expressions began to fluctuate as they caught sight of Chen Qinghang and Meng Zhi.
"Qing Hang, don't persist in going about things the wrong way. You have to know that if you make the wrong choice again, the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect will never tolerate you again! "The old woman of the Heavenly Dawn Peak gripped her cane tightly as she spoke in a solemn voice.
In the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect, the person she admired the most was Chen Qinghang, and he was also the person she felt the most heartache for.
Chen Qinghang looked up at the old woman with a warm smile. "Granny Xiao, thank you for taking care of me this entire time, but this is my only choice this time."
"Let's go …" He turned to Meng Zhi.
Meng Zhi nodded and summoned back the nine ice dragons that were battling the formation spirit. She then charged out of the spell formation with Chen Qinghang in tow and fled into the distance. Two Return to Void Stage Holy Palace Leaders and a few dozen powerful snow maidens trailed closely behind them.
The Peak Lords and elders didn't give chase. Without the protection of the spell formation, they were even less of a match for Meng Zhi.
In this battle, they were the ones who had lost …
The sun had already sunk below the horizon, and countless stars began to appear in the sky.
The Heavenly Dawn Peak had been completely ravaged by this battle. There were craters and cracks all over the place, and the ghastly cracks made it look as if it were on the verge of collapse.
If it weren't for the Return to Void Stage Peak Lords purposely drawing the battle into the air, the Heavenly Dawn Peak would most likely have been destroyed.
An Lin had experienced this thrilling battle as a passerby, and he felt as if he were going to die at any moment.
Thankfully, the High Priestess was only here to kidnap him and not to fight to the death. Otherwise, who knew what would have happened?
After the battle, some of the sect disciples were responsible for cleaning up the aftermath of the battle on the Heavenly Dawn Peak.
An Lin was responsible for taking Xuanyuan Cheng and Tang Shiyuan to the sect's treatment center. Both of them had sustained severe injuries, and they needed to be treated using a spell formation.
An Lin heaved a light sigh of relief upon seeing them enter the spell formation before leaving the treatment center.
He then met up with Xiao Chou and Dabai. Thankfully, neither of them had suffered any mishaps.
Dabai had overslept, so he didn't know about the earth-shattering battle that had just taken place. Xiao Chou hadn't received an order from An Lin, so he didn't attack on his own.
After making sure that his beast pets were fine, An Lin began to wander around again.
Before he knew it, he had returned to the Heavenly Dawn Peak.
He had been sightseeing this afternoon, and he had praised the Heavenly Dawn Peak for being the most beautiful of the five main peaks. Who would've thought that in less than half a day, this place would be reduced to rubble and scorched earth, becoming the ugliest of the five main peaks?
He lay on a protruding boulder and looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky, his thoughts drifting away.
Why did the silver-haired man tell him about the self-detonation, and why Chen Qinghang's memory hadn't been erased? These were things that he had no way of knowing.
The sudden battle had resulted in the deaths of many sect disciples, and even a few elders.
The prodigy of the younger generation, Zhang Yan, whom he had just met, had also been reduced to dust by that terrifying self-detonation.
It had to be said, this was the cruelty of battles in the cultivation world. Who knew when a mighty figure would suddenly appear and kill him with a single slap?
"Sigh … I'm already at the Spirit Nurturing Stage, but why do I feel like I'm still too weak?" An Lin sighed to himself.
He felt like he was like Detective Conan. Wherever he went, something would happen, and many of them would be fatal.
He was clearly bullying a cultivator of the Dao Body Stage, but the enemies he encountered were all f * cking mighty figures of the Soul Formation Stage and Return to Void Stage.
Thinking of this, he could not help but sigh faintly.
For some reason, his gaze began to focus on that unblinking star.
This star was round, and its light was extremely gentle. It was like a small moon, and it hung motionlessly in the sky.
"This … this star is so special. It's probably not a fake star," An Lin complained.
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