Madam Mu fell quiet for a very long time, not replying.
She did not know how to answer.
No matter how harsh and mocking the White Emperor's words were, no matter how displeased she was, when she carefully thought about it, she truly found it impossible to answer.
This fact made her recall the many things that had happened over the last few years.
Suddenly, she felt that these things had all been rather absurd over the years.
The lonely sail on the Western Sea cast a distant shadow, how could her homeland be worth looking back upon?
But starting many years ago, she had gotten used to thinking in this manner, doing this manner.
It truly had been many years.
She sighed, "You've probably endured these words for many years."
The White Emperor thought this over, then replied, "It's fine, because you didn't show it clearly before, and our daughter is only a teenager."
"So that's how it is."
A hint of loneliness appeared in Madam Mu's eyes.
There were still many things that had not been said. Although there was time to say them, there was not much meaning in saying them.
Home was where the heart was at peace, so why could her heart never be at peace? Why had she not left just now, why had she waited to say these words to the White Emperor?
Countless clouds surged toward the blue palace dress in the sky.
In a very short time, an extremely thick sea of clouds had formed. White waves rose and fell.
It was like all the clouds in the world had gathered in the sky above White Emperor City.
The 'all' here was truly 'all'.
There were the cold clouds over the snowy peaks of the Starfall Mountains, the rain clouds over the Western Sea.
There was also the mist in the mountain streams, the ice on the snowy plains, and even some clouds from the distant Cloud Grave in the east drifting toward the city.
The sea of clouds grew thicker and thicker, wider and wider, covering an area of more than a hundred li in radius.
The clouds had originally been white, but when there were too many of them and light could no longer penetrate them, they turned gray, then black.
If one looked from the ground, the sea of clouds in the sky had become a sea of ink.
The sun was obscured on the other side of the clouds, and the world beneath the clouds grew darker and darker, until it was impossible to see anything clearly.
Night had come early.
White Emperor City was filled with cries of fear.
The demi-human populace once more fled in all directions or stood in a daze on the streets, gazing up at the inky sea of clouds.
Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong glanced at each other, then raised their heads to the sky.
Tang Thirty-Six looked up.
Xiaode, the Shi clan leader, and the other demi-humans also looked up.
Had the battle between Sages begun just like that?
Shang Xingzhou was also looking at the sky from the shattered bluestone street. His expression was indifferent, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Kacha!
A massive bolt of lightning as thick as the Heaven Tree tore through the sea of clouds and illuminated the entire world before disappearing in mid-air.
In that instant, an area of several li in the inky sea of clouds was painted white.
Following that, countless bolts of lightning lit up. Most of them were annihilated before they could break through the clouds. Occasionally, some of them would break through the clouds, but they were unable to land on the ground.
These bolts of lightning should have come from above, yet they were able to tear through the clouds that were more than ten miles deep. One could only imagine how powerful they were.
Massive thunder boomed out, bringing with it countless hurricanes that wreaked havoc in the city.
The Red River Seal sensed this and naturally activated, forming a massive azure barrier that protected the Imperial City, Heavensguard Pavilion, and all the buildings in the upper city. However, it was unable to prevent the hurricanes from toppling the simple residences in the lower city. Countless people were smashed by the bricks and blood.
As the lightning tore through the sea of clouds, countless massive waves appeared, occasionally spitting out wisps of cloud that resembled tongues of flame. It was an abnormally magnificent sight.
The lightning would occasionally illuminate the world beneath the clouds, but it could not bring any true warmth.
The sun, kept out by the extremely thick clouds, could not shed any warmth upon the earth, causing the temperature of White Emperor City to plummet.
The moisture in the clouds had no time to condense into beads of water, so they turned into snowflakes and fell to the ground.
The wisps of cloud torn apart by the lightning were like scattered dandelions, spraying down an unimaginable amount of snowflakes.
This was an extremely rare snowstorm.
The people that had fled out of fear or had gone to hide in their homes had already left.
The people that remained on the streets naturally would not leave at this time.
They stood in the heavy snow, their heads raised to the sky.
Alas, while their gazes could pierce through the snowstorm, they could not pierce through the thick clouds to see what was happening.
With a light whoosh, Chen Changsheng opened the Yellow Paper Umbrella.
Tang Thirty-Six was just about to walk in when he realized that he had walked to Xu Yourong's side.
The cosmetic-buying girl called out to "Young Master" and raised the umbrella over his head.
An Lin was currently treating the wounds of Linghai Zhiwang and the others, occasionally glancing up at the sky.
The courtyard was very quiet.
White Emperor City was also very quiet.
Only the sea of clouds was roiling, tearing apart, spraying snowflakes onto the earth.
The entire world was constantly changing between black and white, but not for a single moment did it turn gray.
The sky and the earth seemed to fuse together.
An extremely thick bolt of lightning struck the distant west.
The summit of an unknown hill was flattened.
The stream outside the courtyard was frozen, no longer making any sound.
The thunder did not stop, nor did the snow.
… …
… …
After some time, a crack finally appeared in the depths of the sea of clouds and then spread to either side.
Sunlight spilled through the crack, spreading wider and wider until it enveloped White Emperor City once more.
The sea of clouds gradually collapsed, sending down wisps of snowflakes.
The cold clouds descended upon the Imperial City and Heavensguard Pavilion, flowing down the Stairway to Heaven like a waterfall.
The waterfall reached the lower part of the city, exited through the city gate, and ultimately entered the Red River, leaving no trace behind.
There was no trace in the blue sky or White Emperor City.
Not a single cloud.
In the stone hall at the highest point of the Imperial City.
Luoluo stood in front of the window, looking at the snow, her face covered in tears.
The White Emperor returned to that street.
He looked up at the sky.
There were no longer any clouds there.
But snow was still falling.
The snow seemed to come from nothing.
Everything was so empty.
Shang Xingzhou walked to his side and asked, "How many years have we been friends?"
The White Emperor replied, "Several hundred years."
Shang Xingzhou added, "When you chose her, your father opposed it, I opposed it, and the ministers also opposed it."
The White Emperor gave a self-deprecating laugh. "Today, Jin Yulu was still talking about this matter."
Shang Xingzhou looked at him and asked, "So what do you think now?"
"Are you saying that I won't regret it?"
The White Emperor was quiet for a very long time. Finally, he said, "That's a senseless thought that only you humans and demons have."
If it really was a senseless thought, why did he need to be quiet for so long, to think about it for so long?
The mountains had no hills, the rivers ran dry.
The winter thunder shook the rain and snow.
The heavens and earth became one.
Only dared to part with the sovereign.
This was a final farewell.
The grief-stricken could only part.
And this was a final farewell.
But was everything really going to end here?
Those dissipating clouds, those still falling snow, were all her, so cold and wet that it was rather irritating.
The White Emperor suddenly lowered his head and began to cough. (To be continued.)
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