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Yun Che's heart skipped a beat. He knew those voices all too well—the voices of his eldest disciple Qingyan and his youngest disciple Jiang Shiliu! They were clearly still alive, so why did his senior brother, the sect leader Yun Ting, insist that they had perished? Even more perplexing was that their eternal lamps had long since gone out. What was going on? Had they truly come back to life?

Not only Yun Che, but even Feng Yichen standing beside him showed an expression of disbelief. They knew their senior brother, Yun Ting, well; he would never deceive them without reason. There must be some unknown secret hidden within, and Yun Ting was clearly concealing something.

Yun Ting felt the intense gazes of his two junior brothers and couldn't help but smile wryly, jokingly saying, "Junior brothers, you don't need to stare at me like that, I'm not going to bloom."

However, Yun Che was unmoved by the joke. His gaze remained fixed on Yun Ting, and his tone carried an undeniable firmness: "Senior brother, I think I need an explanation!"

Just as the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, light footsteps sounded outside the door. Before Yun Ting could speak, Jiang Shiliu's voice entered the room: "Master Yun Che, Uncle Feng Yichen, there's no need to make things difficult for Sect Leader Uncle Yun Ting. Let us explain the truth of the matter ourselves."

As the words fell, Jiang Shiliu and Qingyan appeared in the doorway. Their arrival seemed to bring a glimmer of life to the oppressive room, but it also deepened the doubts in Yun Che and Feng Yichen's hearts. What on earth had happened to make everything so perplexing?

Qingyan's appearance remained unchanged, as if time had left no trace on her. However, having regained her memories of the God of War, her personality was vastly different from before. The once gentle and reserved woman now possessed the volatile and straightforward nature of the God of War's space, speaking without restraint and completely disregarding whether she might offend others. This transformation made those who knew her feel both strange and familiar.

In contrast, Jiang Shiliu's transformation was more striking. Her appearance was now shrouded in a mysterious radiance, dominated by a divine aura, as if she had transcended the mortal realm and become the embodiment of some higher being. Nevertheless, traces of her mortal past could still be faintly seen in her features, especially her deep eyes, which retained some of their former liveliness and gentleness. Yun Che recognized her at a glance—after all, she was the disciple he had personally raised; how could he not recognize her?

Just as Yun Che was about to call out to them, Yun Ting suddenly bowed respectfully, his tone tinged with humility: "Lord God, I'll leave the rest to you. I'll go check on Yun Yu's injuries first."

Jiang Shiliu nodded slightly, her expression calm yet exuding an undeniable authority: "Yes, go. Her injuries are no longer serious; I have already given her the elixir. Moreover, she will soon break through her cultivation bottleneck and ascend to the Upper Realm. I will reopen the closed passage shortly."

Upon hearing this, Yun Ting's face showed gratitude, and he solemnly said, "Okay, thank you very much!"

Yun Che stood to the side, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Looking at his two disciples, both familiar and unfamiliar, he was momentarily speechless. Qing Yan's straightforwardness and Jiang Shiliu's divine nature seemed to remind him that the former master-disciple bond had been replaced by some higher power. Yet, deep within his heart, his concern and care for his disciples remained unchanged.

Yun Che opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say anything in the end. His heart was filled with confusion and bewilderment: Was he still their master? What did that "Lord God" mean? All these changes came too suddenly. Not only him, but even Feng Yichen beside him was caught off guard. The two looked at each other, not knowing how to deal with it.

Jiang Shiliu's gaze fell on Yun Che, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. She spoke slowly, her voice calm yet carrying an indescribable majesty: "Master Yun Che, let me address you like this one last time. You have been my master for several lifetimes, and you truly deserve this title."

"Several lifetimes? What are you talking about?" Yun Che was stunned, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with doubt and confusion. He looked at the disciple before him, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, and felt a vague unease in his heart.

Jiang Shiliu sighed softly, her tone tinged with relief: "I forgot, you haven't regained your memories from your previous lives. But that's no longer important. Perhaps at some point in the future, you'll remember them."

She paused, then continued, "We were originally the supreme gods who governed higher dimensions, while you were innocent people who were unfortunately caught up in the struggle between the supreme gods. Perhaps you have heard the legend of 'the Lotus God Mending the Sky'—that is not a legend, but something I did before entering the supreme god space. This world was once one of the many worlds I inhabited. However, due to my miscalculation, it dragged down all the beings in this cultivation world. Now, I will restore everything to its rightful place."

Her voice flowed like a clear spring, yet carried an irresistible power. Yun Che and Feng Yichen were deeply shaken, as if a thick fog had been slowly lifted, only to be instantly shrouded in even deeper mysteries. God, higher-dimensional space, memories of past lives… these unfamiliar words and concepts were difficult for them to digest for a moment.

Yun Che's lips trembled slightly, and he finally couldn't help but ask, "So... what exactly is going on? Who are you? And what are we?"

A hint of pity flashed in Jiang Shiliu's eyes as she softly said, "Master, you were our past bond, an unbreakable part of our history. But now, the duties and mission of the Supreme God no longer allow us to remain here. We will restore order to this world and open a path for you to a higher realm. As for the rest... perhaps one day you will understand everything."

As her words fell, her figure was gradually enveloped in a sacred radiance, as if she might vanish into the world at any moment. Yun Che reached out, trying to grasp something, but found himself powerless. He looked at Jiang Shiliu and Qingyan, a complex emotion welling up within him—was it loss, reluctance, or relief? He himself couldn't say for sure.

Feng Yichen stood to the side, silent for a long time, before finally asking in a low voice, "So... this is the ending?"

Jiang Shiliu smiled slightly, her eyes filled with tenderness: "No, this is just a new beginning."