Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 1092 - 687: Death and Resurrection

Chapter 1092: Chapter 687: Death and Resurrection

"...Ah."

Instinctively turning back with confusion, as her gaze locked onto his eyes for an instant, Li Junwu suddenly felt her heart gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

What she saw was a pair of black eyes devoid of whites, faint wisps of ominous smoke wafting away—exactly the same as Mu Nuo’s that she had seen before.

A frigid chill surged up her spine. Li Junwu’s lips parted slightly, but before she could speak, Xu Yuan had already seized her wrist, and then hurled her down toward the government office with fierce strength!

Swoosh—

The sudden force left Li Junwu momentarily dumbstruck, the rushing wind whistling past her ears. Watching the figure in the sky becoming increasingly distant, her gaze gradually filled with disbelief:

"Chang...Changtian..."

Within her line of sight, his body began disintegrating visibly before her eyes, his limbs dissolving into blood mist.

Perhaps driven by the excruciating pain of his body breaking apart, his long and slender phoenix eyes involuntarily squinted slightly.

But this was only the beginning.

In an instant, his limbs were gone, followed by his torso, and finally, his head.

Just before he fully disappeared,

Li Junwu suddenly noticed those pitch-black eyes turning toward her. His voice echoed in her mind, as if either reminding or commanding:

"Remember, the gamble is not over."

With those words,

The last shred of Xu Yuan’s flesh and blood shattered apart.

In its stead, a lingering cloud of blood mist remained in the air, proving his brief existence.

The armored figure of a woman crashed into the ground with a deafening thud, stirring up a cloud of dust within the government office. Beyond this, no other sound followed.

The silent killing intent spread instantly throughout the city.

Tian Ye watched unblinking as he disintegrated and died, without saying anything—nor taking any action at all.

Until,

A trembling female voice broke her contemplative silence:

[Did he... fail?]

Tian Ye did not answer this question, but instead replied mockingly:

"Even until his death, he didn’t spare you even a glance."

At this voice tinged with jest, Tianyan disregarded the content, exhaling relief before speaking coldly:

[You... still have the mind to joke around, so does that mean he’s still alive?]

That man always liked risky ventures, preferred advancing against danger, enjoyed placing his life on a crumbling precipice—whether in the Illusionary Realm or in reality.

Yet every time, he would escape unscathed. This time shouldn’t be any diff...

Tianyan’s heart shuddered at the thought, but that sliver of hope was promptly shattered by Tian Ye’s frigid words:

"Sometimes, I truly wonder if Jiatiange breaking the Tianyan Stele thousands of years ago was the true severance of an era."

[What do you mean?]

"How could someone who can’t even discern whether Xu Yuan is alive or dead be in the same rank as me, as ’Tianyan’."

At these words,

Tian Ye let out a faint sigh and spoke hauntingly:

"Tianyan,

"Whether you wish to accept it or not, he is already dead."

...

...

...

"Have you felt it?"

The collapse of the cliffs shifted the landscape, the devastation painfully visible, and the battle outside the city that had lasted most of the day abruptly fell into a strange silence.

Standing above the void, Tian Yuan unfolded her Dao Domain, countless shadows identical to her flickering faintly, rendering her indistinguishable from illusion.

Feng Jiuxuan stood upon the yellow earth,

A trail of immeasurably wide sword marks stretching beneath his feet to the horizon.

In an instant of locked gazes,

Tian Yuan turned her eyes slightly to glance at Zhenxi Prefecture City shrouded under the gray veil, her calm golden eyes devoid of emotion:

"Xu Changtian’s death hasn’t affected your Sword Will. It seems I was wrong; the thousand-year calamity is not Xu Changtian."

The Nameless Sword in Feng Jiuxuan’s hand glimmered with icy light, his expression indifferent:

"That assassin... it was you who instigated them."

Tian Yuan, unaware of his meaning, responded:

"Yes."

"Then, you should know Changtian has died once before."

"Is that so."

Understanding flickered in Tian Yuan’s heart, her exquisite golden eyes shimmering faintly:

"Do you believe Xu Changtian can come back to life?"

"..." Feng Jiuxuan gazed coldly.

"This time is not the same as last time."

Tian Yuan stated matter-of-factly: "This time, his body is reduced to nothing. How can there be talk of resurrection?"

"..."

Feng Jiuxuan remained silent for a moment, lifting the Nameless Sword horizontally to his eyes. Through its icy light, he gazed at the figure in the white dress above, and slowly uttered four words:

"I believe in him."

...

...

...

Lying in the pit within the government office, Li Junwu’s vacant eyes stared at the space he once stood.

All around was silence,

Within this silence,

Li Junwu’s expression grew dazed.

She did not understand why such a scourge could die.

She did not understand why that man could remain so calm even in the face of death.

To give her hope, so she wouldn’t grieve?

What nonsense.

She was Li Junwu—how could she feel sadness because of him, how could she act impulsively?

Back then, the old man in her family had told her,

When someone important dies, people do not immediately sense sorrow. It is only when habitual life triggers their name that one suddenly realizes farewell is eternal.

Recalling,

Ah, so that scourge is gone now.

He would no longer laugh and jest as he had before.

He would no longer play and fool around as he had before.

Everything of his had already been frozen in memory.

Li Junwu clenched her teeth tightly, still staring at the void where he once stood.

She did not understand his words about the gamble.

Though compared to him, she was indeed quite dull,

Though it was true that she needed to learn many things to catch up to him,

But... but there was one truth she still understood clearly.

When a person dies, the light is extinguished; how can there be talk of "not yet decided"?

Li Junwu gradually rose from the pit beneath her, her Long Halberd glowing faintly.

The savage, oppressive aura belonging to the Military Formation began gathering around her, a massive Origin Qi vortex gradually forming with the government office at its center!

But at this very moment,

"Stop! Luckily I had foresight—knew damn well before dying that you chick would screw things up!"