Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

When Ye Yu saw the unfamiliar Tarot cards in his hand, he was stunned. He seemed to understand something and raised his head and smiled.

"I like this one, what do you think?"

"Hey, why do you have a different one in your hand?"

"Wow! It looks so good, my love. Is this a big brand or a small brand? It's so strange, how can it be different?"

Invisibly, the Great Love Tarot card emitted a soft light, covering the two of them.

For some reason, Ye Yu felt that his soul was much more comfortable.

Although the remaining soul was still collapsing and tearing apart, at least it was not as severe as before...

It hurts so much.

Once it was lifted, everything that happened next seemed to happen naturally.

The spiritual world around him kept changing, but Ye Yu overcame them all.

In the outside world, the immortal talisman on the Supreme Empress's forehead began to dissipate at a speed that was infinitely slowing down as her spirit became more and more stable.

At the same time, the chaotic laws in the entire universe are gradually returning to normal.

Just like the turbid and suffocating lake water, it is gradually becoming clear.

Those people, beasts, spirits, monsters, etc. that had fallen into chaos and madness actually calmed down a lot. Some of those who were not deeply trapped actually regained consciousness and looked at the unfamiliar surroundings in a daze.

In the realm of transcendence.

The Lord of Dark Terror couldn't help but laugh.

"Great love, what a great love, haha, the love of mortals can actually affect the layout of the Supreme Emperor and even transcend supernatural powers. Hongjun, I believe that you can't imagine it either."

Hongjun had a gloomy expression. He didn't know what went wrong in this reincarnation. He had clearly left a plan, but it was still solved by Ye Xiang.

"Haha, wait and see. This is just the beginning. It's only a matter of time before Ye Yu's soul flies away. By then, no matter how much his spirit recovers, it will be useless!"

"Ye Xiang can't change this no matter what."

Hongjun said so.

This time the dark and terrifying being did not fight back, the facts were just as he said.

This supreme empress cares a lot about Ye Yu. When she senses that the remaining soul has been shattered, she will fall into even more desperate madness again.

Hongjun grasped this point from the very beginning and set up this situation.

Ye Xiang cooperated with Ye Yu to pass through each spiritual world. During this period, Ye Yu's condition became worse and worse.

During a break, Ye Yu said to Ye Xiang in his heart: "I think you should also know that if you use me to heal Zi Ye's spiritual world, in the end, it may not work."

Ye Xiang did not respond. He had naturally known this for a long time and had been thinking about how to solve this problem.

"I don't think it's that difficult, because I've died once before, in a war. It's just that Ziye has been unwilling to accept it."

"Can you change the spiritual world once? Or, dominate the spiritual world once? What Ziye must remember is when I died after the war." Ye Yu said.

Ye Xiang couldn't help but frowned, "Isn't it too hasty?"

Ye Yu looked at himself with cracks all over his body and couldn't help laughing, "I think so too, but it's already pretty good. I can feel that Ziye has recovered a lot. It's a pity that time is not on my side, can it?"

Ye Xiang was silent for a moment, "Okay."

"Okay, please. Don't worry, I will try my best to make Ying Ziye accept the fact that I'm dead. I didn't even have a goodbye at the beginning, so maybe that's why it turned out like this."

When Ye Yu first traveled to this universe, she was already a high and mighty magic god, with people everywhere believing in her.

The timelines are not equal, but both actually traveled through at the same time.

Ye Yu died in an unequal national war, a war between two human nations caused by some conflicts of interests and foundations.

At that time, he was a commander with some fame.

Logically speaking, as a commander, he does not need to go to the battlefield in person.

But that time, because of some disgusting interests between countries, he became a victim.

While the two countries were at war, privately, those high-ranking officials were making war profits and earning a fortune.

In exchange for the lives of soldiers and in exchange for military merit, this was the case on both sides.

As the commander of that battle, Ye Yu was given a military achievement that had been privately arranged by a general of the opposing empire.

They were sold out, their backup was cut off, and they had no support at all.

Besieged in a small town, shedding every last drop of blood.

At the moment his life came to an end, Ye Yu's gaze fell on the temple dedicated to the God of Magic not far away.

There, there is a stone statue with a face very similar to Ying Ziye.

Still so touching.

The stone statue looked at the chaotic world, neither sad nor happy.

Ye Yu has been wondering if this person is her. After all, they only look similar. However, because of the status of the stone statue, it is simply unimaginable in this world.

You know, this is the god of magic, Nuolan.

And at the moment when Ye Yu died completely in front of the stone statue, Ying Ziye was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. When he used the Tarot cards to predict all this, it was too late.

While Ye Yu was saying this, Ye Xiang had already found these spiritual fragments.

"Are you ready?"

"Well, many times, what we lack is not goodbye, but letting go." Ye Yu said with a smile.

Ye finally understood this sentence. Yes, for many people and things, what is difficult to accept is not goodbye, but letting go.

Many people will let go as time goes by, but this love is deep in the bones, like family love, and even more like love. It transcends time and space, countless years, life and death, and has never changed.

In the darkness, the spiritual world fell silent.

Ying Ziye's own spiritual world seemed to be very resistant to this scene.

Unwilling to reappear, in the vast darkness, Ye Yu and Ye Xiang, who had merged together, could empathize with each other.

He opened his arms, raised his hands, and looked at the moonlight that appeared in the sky at some point.

"let's start."

Ye Yu closed his eyes, not knowing how much time had passed.

He suddenly heard the sound of gunfire, the pungent smell of gunpowder, and chaotic magical elements.

There was also pain in the body.

Outside, he heard the soldiers roaring and snarling.

He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the stone statue of the magic god Nolan.

In an instant, time stopped.

Ye Yu's pupils dilated slightly as he watched the miracle happening before his eyes.

The stone statue of Nuolan came back to life, and her beautiful face was revealed to the world. She walked towards Ye Yu step by step, tears falling uncontrollably.

"Ayu, I'm sorry, wuwu, I'm late, please don't leave me, okay?"

As a goddess, she does not hide her vulnerability and emotions.

This time, Ye Xiang was very sure that Nuolan's main consciousness was completely awake. After all, what was embodied now was the true spirit of the god, not fragments of childhood memories.

There is a world of difference between the two meanings, but at this moment Nuolan's main consciousness is very fragile and on the verge of collapse at any time.

Under the current circumstances, once Ye Yu disappears, there is a 90% chance that he will fall crazy again.