"Has the evil god been destroyed?" She raised her eyes and looked at Nalan Rongzhi.

Nalan Rongzhi nodded heavily, a hint of lingering fear flashing in his eyes: "Yes, it was destroyed. It was you, Yao Yao, who used the power of the Creator God to completely destroy it."

Upon hearing this, Lu Lingxi breathed a slight sigh of relief. Immediately, an indescribable sense of exhaustion washed over her. She closed her eyes, wanting to fall asleep again, but was gently shaken awake by Nalan Rongzhi.

"Yaoyao, don't sleep, talk to me again." He was afraid that if she closed her eyes, she would fall into an endless sleep again.

Lu Lingxi Yao barely opened her eyes. Looking at his haggard face, her heart ached. She reached out, wanting to touch his cheek, but found that her arm was too weak to lift.

Nalan Rongzhi immediately understood, took her hand and gently pressed it against his face. Only when he felt the faint warmth of her fingertips did his heart truly settle down.

As the days passed, under the nourishment of the Immortal Awakening Dream Spring and Nalan Rongzhi's meticulous care, Lu Lingxi's body recovered at a visible speed, and her memories, like a painting with the dust swept away, gradually became clear.

She recalled the fierce battle against the evil god, her final resolve, and how Nalan Rongzhi, in order to save her, burned his divine and demonic essence, condensed the Eternal Heart, and went through countless hardships to find the Nine Lives Reincarnation Grass and the Primordial Crystal, calling out to her day and night.

It turns out that what she thought were experiences of traveling through endless time and space, and the identities in different worlds, were all fragments of her soul wandering in her final moments. It was Nalan Rongzhi who, with his eternal heart as a beacon, gradually pulled her back. The warm and dreamlike atmosphere of Feixue Palace was the peace she longed for most deep in her heart, but it was also the shackles she ultimately had to break free from.

"Rong Zhi, thank you for your hard work."

On this day, Lu Lingxi was able to get out of bed and walk. Looking at Nalan Rongzhi's much older face and his full head of silver hair, her voice was filled with guilt and heartache.

Nalan Rongzhi gently pulled her into his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and whispered, "As long as you are safe and well, anything I do is worth it."

Lu Lingxi leaned against him, feeling his warm embrace and strong heartbeat, and her heart calmed down a lot.

She looked at the Nine-Tailed Fox beside her. The Nine-Tailed Fox had also lost a lot of weight these days, but its eyes always held a gratified smile.

"Nine-Tails, you've worked hard too."

"Master, as long as you are alright, Di Lin is willing to do anything." Nine-Tailed grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

Finally, Lu Lingxi's gaze fell on the mysterious person who had always been taciturn but had given them tremendous help at crucial moments.

In her deep sleep, besides clearly perceiving Nalan Rongzhi's calls, she would occasionally catch another deep and familiar voice. Although the voice was intermittent, it carried a unique charm that gave her a sense of inexplicable peace in the darkness.

"You are... Bei Chen Haoyu?"

Lu Lingxi asked tentatively. Although the other person's aura had changed drastically, the characteristics of the voice and the vague sense of familiarity gave her a bold guess.

The mysterious man's body trembled slightly, and a complex light flashed in his eyes beneath the hood. He remained silent for a moment before slowly raising his hand and removing the hood that concealed his face.

A face of unparalleled handsomeness, yet bearing a hint of unwavering resolve, appeared before the three. His features still faintly revealed his former glory, but now his brows held a deeper and more reserved air. His deep eyes held countless stories, and his aura was entirely different from before, carrying a majestic presence of reincarnation and order—the divine power of Canaan.

"Miss Lu Ling, it's been a long time." Bei Chen Haoyu's voice was slightly hoarse, but still gentle.

"It's really you!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Lingxi's eyes, which then turned into a relieved smile. "I knew it, that familiar feeling couldn't be wrong, but... you've changed so much."

Nalan Rongzhi and Jiuwei were also surprised. They never expected that this mysterious person who had silently helped them all the way and whose strength was unfathomable would actually be the Eternal Night King, whom they had met once on the Holy Spirit Continent.

Bei Chen Haoyu gave a wry smile: "It's a long story."

"Sit down and let's talk," Lu Lingxi said, pointing to the jade stool by the Jade Pool.

The four sat down together, and Bei Chen Haoyu recounted his experiences over the years.

It turns out that after Lu Lingxi Yao left the Holy Spirit Continent, Bei Chen Haoyu could never forget that unique and unconventional figure.

He was naturally gifted, possessing holy eyes that could see through illusions; back then, Lu Lingxi Yao's ever-changing mask was useless in front of him.

He was deeply attracted by her intelligence, strength and unruliness, but at that time she already had Nalan Rongzhi by her side, so he kept his feelings to himself and silently watched everything about her.

Upon learning that she was going to a wider world, Bei Chen Haoyu was not willing to fall behind. He also worked hard to cultivate, sought out famous teachers everywhere, and went through many hardships. His strength improved by leaps and bounds. He had secretly helped Lu Lingxi Yao several times, but she did not notice at the time.

Later, during a perilous adventure into a secret realm, he accidentally fell into the legendary Ghost Realm Ruins. He thought he was doomed, but deep within the Ghost Realm, he discovered an ancient altar. On the altar, the remnants of the godhood and inherited memories of the King of the Underworld, Canaan, were sealed.

What shocked him even more was that the inherited memories showed that his mother was a descendant of the Guifang clan, one of the four ancient divine lineages. The Guifang clan was founded by Canaan, the King of the Underworld, and their bloodline contained a trace of Canaan's divine power.

It was this resonance of bloodline that led him to obtain the complete Canaan legacy by chance, inheriting its divine power, and causing his appearance and aura to undergo earth-shattering changes.

In the process of merging with the power of the Canaanite gods, he also learned the secrets of the evil gods and the crisis of the Eye of the Void. When he completely mastered the power of the Canaanite gods, broke free from the shackles of the Ghost Realm, and returned to the Nine Realms, it was a critical moment when the evil gods were rampaging and the Nine Realms' allied forces were suffering repeated defeats.

Without hesitation, he rushed to the divine realm and, with the power of Canaan, joined forces with Lu Lingxi Yao, Nalan Rongzhi, and the Nine-Tailed Fox at the most critical moment to fight against the evil god.

"I see." Lu Lingxi Yao was filled with emotion after hearing this. "I never imagined you would have such a miraculous encounter, and even have such a connection with the Canaan God. Thank you so much for your secret help over the years. If it weren't for you this time, we probably would have..."

Bei Chen Haoyu shook his head, looking at her gently: "It is my fortune to be able to fight alongside you and protect the world you care about. However, seeing you pay such a terrible price for the Nine Realms, I..." He paused, a trace of barely perceptible sorrow flashing in his eyes, "Fortunately, you have finally woken up."

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