Mo Yan's unforgettable pain

The rain still hadn't stopped.

It poured endlessly, as though mourning a soul lost too soon..its tears refusing to dry.

Mo Yan, shattered from every side, still stood at the edge of the path. His eyes remained locked onto the road where even the shadow of Yu Sui had been washed away, swallowed by the downpour.

His trembling fingers clutched the map Yu Sui had once given him...now smudged and soaked. On the back, faintly visible, was a sacred incantation. Mo Yan stared at it with tearful eyes. This… this was his last trace. His last link.

Because Yu Sui hadn't just left.

He had taken everything.

Mo Yan's heart.

His mind.

His soul.

Everything...like a merciless storm sweeping away a city, leaving behind only rubble and ruin.

Softly, Mo Yan whispered the ancient incantation aloud.

The moment the final syllable left his lips..

A piercing cry tore through the storm.

Two black phoenixes erupted from the wind itself, their wings slicing the sky like obsidian blades. They circled above before bowing reverently before Mo Yan, then dove into the crown he wore, transforming into two glistening sapphires nestled within it....each settling in a place as though they had always belonged.

These were Yu Sui's phoenixes.

The same insignia, once singular and broken, now reborn as two...eternally bound to protect Mo Yan.

He stood slowly, eyes dead, heart turned to stone. A corpse in motion.

The rain struck his skin, but he didn't flinch. He walked, lifeless, the echo of Yu Sui's words haunting every step:

.. "Mo Yan… can we truly not be apart?"

"I… am a monster."

Thunder cracked overhead, and the heavy clouds drowned even the faintest hope of daylight.

And beneath that darkened sky, there walked only a husk of the man who once smiled, once loved.

By the time Mo Yan reached the gates of Liuguang Sect, he was drenched, his presence like a ghost returning home.

He stepped into the Grand Pavilion...his steps heavy, silent.

Disciples noticed him first. Shocked, they ran toward him, calling his name.

But Mo Yan didn't speak.

His body collapsed into their arms.

Unconscious.

Unmoving.

Above them, the storm wailed louder....as if the heavens themselves wept for a love torn apart.

Far away, Su Tao Jue's spell...once radiant...now dimmed into a faint, flickering light.

Its glow barely shimmered anymore.

It was the final proof:

Yu Sui… was now too far.

So far, even dreams would never reach him.

And when word spread across the kingdom that King Yu Sui had disappeared from the realm

A chilling silence fell.

But one heart didn't wait.

Duie moved without hesitation.

He turned toward Mo Yan, the only one left who could understand what had been lost.