Max level Divinity: Summon Eastern Gods at the start of the game

When she learned everything, even she was shocked.

Humans are incredibly powerful?

"Tsukuyomi, give up this battle. Don't try to fight against the order. I'll bring you back." A clear and authoritative voice rang in Tsukuyomi's mind.

Cherry Blossom Kingdom

Takamagahara Sacred Realm.

Amaterasu Omikami's jade hands danced, her fingertips forming some kind of mysterious hand seal, and instantly colorful robes spread out from her body, seemingly able to cover the entire Takamagahara.

As the supreme deity of the Cherry Blossom Kingdom, Amaterasu Ōmikami is the symbol of all beauty in the world.

However, this time she was no longer at ease, and after several attempts, she was unable to break through the Heavenly Gate and open the path to enlightenment.

Left with no other choice, he could only burn his own bloodline as a form of reflection.

"Destroy your own moon shape, come back quickly!" Amaterasu Omikami cried out in despair.

After trying it, Tsukuyomi discovered that Eternal Night could not erase the chains of order, leaving him no room for hesitation.

As long as his true form remains intact, the chains of order will continue to bind him.

"Li Bai!"

"I hope you can survive. I will personally kill you in the realm of the gods."

Endless rage engulfed the void. Tsukuyomi made a tough decision and, following her sister's instructions, chose to self-destruct the moon itself.

Once he is killed by the chains of order, he won't even have a chance to escape with his primordial spirit; that would be true death.

"The supreme god of the land of cherry blossoms, the high and mighty moon, actually chose to self-destruct. This is simply unbelievable..."

"Does this mean they've lost this game?"

However, this statement immediately drew condemnation from the moral high ground.

"If the moon self-destructs, the Sword Immortal will die too. You're still worried about winning or losing? You have no conscience!"

"Can a sword immortal really die? I don't want you to die..."

"I didn't cry during the Qin Shi Huang episode, and I didn't cry during the Monkey King episode either, but this time I really couldn't hold back."

This is Li Bai, facing death without the slightest fear.

Instead, he calmly orchestrated everything, and even when Tsukuyomi chose to self-destruct, he showed no pessimism.

In his words, if you're going to leave, then leave gracefully.

But at that very moment, amidst the vastness of heaven and earth, and the instant the moon self-destructed, the poetic verses of Li Bai resounded—

"The living are travelers, the dead are those who return home."

"Heaven and earth are but an inn, and we share the same sorrow of countless ages."

"The moon rabbit pounds medicine in vain, while the hibiscus tree has become firewood."

"White bones lie silent, how can green pines know of spring?"

Su Ming was overwhelmed with emotion; he heard the regret of dying in Li Bai's poem.

Perhaps for Li Bai, the regret was that he couldn't truly kill Tsukuyomi.

The power of the moon's explosion nearly destroyed the entire mythical arena, and the entire space was reduced to nothingness.

Even the Heavenly Chains dissipated when they could no longer sense the presence of the living, allowing that wisp of primordial spirit imprint to fly out of the Heavenly Gate.

A deafening lamentation echoed across the entire land of China.

Li Bai, courtesy name Taibai, sobriquet Qinglian Jushi, was the strongest mortal cultivator to achieve immortality.

Graduate.

All that remains in the world is that poem that has stood for a thousand years.

"The living are merely passersby, the dead are those who return home. The sword immortal did not die, he simply went to another world."

The sons and daughters of China wept bitterly. He was just a poet, yet he fought for the life and death of China until he was shattered to pieces.

If the moon were to self-destruct, Li Bai's fate would be no different from being shattered to pieces.

"The unrestrained and free-spirited swordsman has left us forever..."

Sorrow filled everyone's hearts, and even the outcome of the battle was forgotten.

It was only at this moment that they realized how easily mythological figures could cry.

“I believe Li Bai was a real person, perhaps a hundred years ago, five hundred years ago, or a thousand years ago. In any case, he should have shone in history, but he has been forgotten by us, just like Qin Shi Huang, including the things they left behind.”

As the previous Summoner Long Qian once said, any mythological figure with the character "人" (ren, meaning person) on their name represents a missing part of a fragmented history, someone who actually existed and whose achievements were worthy of being deified.

Therefore, the poet Li Bai was indeed a real historical figure!