Bai Yihuang never rested.

He was afraid it was a dream.

After waking up, she was no longer around.

But even if it is an illusion.

Bai Yihuang also wanted this scene to last longer.

Yingqian sighed softly.

She hesitated slightly.

Still, he slowly raised his hand and hugged Bai Yihuang back.

No need to be uneasy.

She didn't leave.

At least for now...

She is by his side.

In the blink of an eye,

Yingqian stayed in this world for five hundred years.

Her talent was so poor that even though Bai Yihuang fed her countless miraculous medicines, she still couldn't match his cultivation speed.

Even if Bai Yihuang forcibly suppresses his cultivation.

I want to wait for Yingqian, go through the tribulation with her and ascend to heaven, become a supreme immortal, and be together forever.

But due to Yingqian's deliberate delay.

Bai Yihuang was the first to reach the day of his ascension.

For immortal cultivators, the thunder catastrophe that could lead to death if they are not careful, to Bai Yihuang, is just a minor difficulty that is as insignificant as a formality.

His heart is never about ascension.

When the last thunderstorm fell, Bai Yihuang not only did not feel happy at all, but instead frowned.

A transitional tribulation.

Then he was rejected by this world.

That means...

He is leaving Yingqian.

"Why do you look like this again?" Ying Qian jumped to Bai Yihuang's side, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said helplessly: "I have reached the late stage of becoming a god, okay? In another hundred and eighty years, I can find him.

You are."

"One hundred and eighty years?"

Bai Yihuang frowned even more tightly and said in a deep voice:

"Too long."

"Please, a person who cultivates immortals spends thousands of years in seclusion. What does a hundred years mean?" Yingqian sighed and said: "Bai Yihuang, don't delay, go quickly! If you leave, I will go back.

Practiced."

She kept urging.

He also noticed that Bai Yihuang's complexion became increasingly ugly.

The repulsive force is getting stronger and stronger.

It has reached the point where it wants to tear the soul apart.

Every second he stayed in this world.

All were in great pain.

Bai Yihuang still didn't leave. He looked at Yingqian for a while and then suddenly hugged her into his arms.

He said:

"But I can't bear to part with you, and I'm also worried about you."

"My current cultivation level is considered top-notch here." Yingqian clapped his fingers and said, "Besides, Linyuan has also ascended, what else do you have to worry about?"

"I..."

Bai Yihuang opened his mouth, but he didn't tell the truth about the biggest worry in his heart.

He just sighed.

Stroking Yingqian's long hair, he whispered:

"Don't lie to me."

Yingqian was stunned.

She rubbed Bai Yihuang's shoulder and said softly and coquettishly:

"Of course, I won't lie to you, no matter where you go, I will find you!"

"I should be the one to say this."

Bai Yihuang holds Yingqian in his arms.

I couldn't see the complex look flashing in her eyes.

"alright."

Yingqian gently pushed Bai Yihuang's chest and her tone became softer.

"Don't delay, you'll get hurt."

In her eyes, there were mixed waves of joy and sorrow.

Bai Yihuang sent the sword as thin as a cicada's wings to Yingqian's hand and said:

"Leave it to you for self-defense until I find you."

"good."

Yingqian did not refuse.

She took the sword, and before Bai Yihuang could speak, she stretched out her finger and touched his thin lips.

"I will definitely go find you, Immortal Lord. Just wait for me. I will never lie to you."

"Yingqian..."

Bai Yihuang sighed.

Even if he wanted to stay at this time, he couldn't.

Things are changing.

Cracks appeared in the sky.

His figure is gradually disappearing.

A second before leaving completely, Yingqian heard Bai Yihuang's voice.

He said:

"Yingqian, don't forget me."

"No."

Yingqian responded softly.

She seemed to be in a trance.

After being stunned for a long time, he lowered his head, looked at the sword in his palm, and said:
Chapter completed!