System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

After Zhanxin, Tianxing, Zimo, and Lin Yuyao died, their existence was completely erased by the Heavenly Dao—not a trace of cause and effect remained, and even a wisp of their aura dissipated.

It was as if they had never existed in this world, and had never spent a thousand years with Chen Xuan.

Only Qing Tian Yu'er could still vaguely sense the aura of the original body, but could no longer perceive the slightest fluctuation of the second primordial spirit—clearly, her second primordial spirit had perished in the heavenly tribulation, failing to transcend the tribulation.

The moment Chen Xuan received all the memories, his heart felt as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand. The pain caused his body to tremble violently, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. But then he suddenly looked up at the sky and laughed wildly. His laughter was as shrill as an owl's, carrying endless sorrow and despair, and the surrounding void rippled with its sound.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

He raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face again and again, his cheeks instantly turning red and swollen, even bleeding.

Blood and tears mingled with his own, staining his robes crimson, but he seemed oblivious, only roaring like a madman: "Hahaha... Ahahaha! I, Chen Xuan, am nothing but a clown! A complete and utter clown!!"

Those four Daoist companions who have passed away were all his confidantes whom he met when he was at the very end of his immortal cultivation journey.

From their humble beginnings in Longxia County to their adventures in the starry sky, they have been together for over a thousand years; if we include the years they spent cultivating using the time flow within the small tower, their companionship has exceeded ten thousand years.

Logically, from the establishment of Longxia County and the day of their wedding, they should have established a true marital bond, had children, and continued their bloodline.

However, Chen Xuan's inherent perfectionism, coupled with Xiao Ta's repeated suggestions that "only after transcending tribulation and becoming an immortal can one conceive perfect offspring," made him always restrain his inner feelings, saving this expectation of fulfillment for the day he "achieved fame and success."

Looking back now, how ridiculous that obsession was!

Chen Xuan roared until his voice was hoarse and cracked, and bloody tears flowed more and more fiercely from the corners of his eyes. He hunched over, his hands gripping his hair tightly, shaking his head incessantly. His mind was filled with the smiling faces of the four people on ordinary days, as well as their desperate figures as they gritted their teeth and persevered during their tribulations, unwilling to perish.

He seemed to be able to penetrate time and space and feel the last moment when the four people's souls were scattered, the regret of not being able to truly become his wives, the guilt of being afraid of dragging him down, and the pride of not wanting to be reduced to mediocrity.

Countless memories intertwined to form the sharpest knife, repeatedly torturing his mind and soul.

This heart-wrenching cry transformed into a visible wave of sound, spreading wildly from him throughout the entire heartless world.

Wherever it passed, the nebulae dimmed, the gale howled, and even the protective array of the Heartless Holy Land rippled, as if resonating with this grief.

"Whoohoo-"

Several dazzling beams of immortal light tore through the void, rushing towards Chen Xuan like shooting stars, and instantly arrived in front of him.

The leader was none other than the Ruthless Immortal King, Jue Wuqing, followed by more than ten True Immortal Elders dressed in purple robes, each with a solemn expression and concealing their immortal might.

When they saw the once spirited and unparalleled genius of the sect now acting like a madman, with tears streaming down his face, everyone's hearts sank.

What they feared most was that Chen Xuan would suffer such a severe injury, causing inner demons to fester, his Dao heart to collapse, and ultimately him to be completely ruined.

Jue Wuqing and the others looked worried and wanted to step forward to comfort them, but they didn't know how to speak.

The great tribulation of love is a death tribulation of the Great Dao, second only to the Heavenly Tribulation. It must be understood and overcome by the cultivator himself. Even if others are Immortal Kings, they cannot interfere in the slightest.

"Boy, this is the price to become a top-tier Celestial Immortal." Jue Wuqing slowly flew to Chen Xuan's side, gently patting his trembling shoulder. His voice was heavy and weathered, carrying a hint of helplessness.

“In every era, countless monstrous geniuses have died under the first-class Heavenly Tribulation. If I had known earlier that your four Daoist partners' cultivation levels were forcibly built up by your top-tier resources, I would have advised them to give up their main cultivation of the Great Dao. Even if they had only achieved the second-class Heavenly Immortal level, they could have lived a peaceful life.”