He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Xuan Tian Zhenjun roared, his dragon tail swept horizontally, and the seven-colored laws swept towards Chen Ya like a storm.

Chen Ya simply raised her hand, and the storm vanished into nothingness in her palm.

"it's over."

She raised her other hand, and a point of cyan-gold light gathered in her palm.

The light was purer and more concentrated than ever before.

She wanted to shatter Xuan Tian Zhenjun's dragon body with a single blow and strip away the source of his destiny from his body.

Just then.

Her movements suddenly stopped.

An extremely faint, almost non-existent aura emanated from another direction of the Sea of ​​Illusion.

The aura was so faint that she wouldn't have been able to detect it at all if she hadn't been using her senses to their fullest extent.

But she discovered it.

Because that scent was all too familiar to her.

Chen Ya turned her head and looked in that direction.

That direction is where Chen Dou disappeared.

There, countless tiny specks of ash were slowly, extremely slowly coalescing in the air.

The ashes were so small they were almost invisible, scattered in the air for dozens of miles around, as if they could never gather together again.

But they are indeed moving.

Grain by grain, they converge toward the same center.

As the ashes coalesced, they emitted an extremely faint yet powerful aura that resonated deep within Chen Ya's soul.

There was a demon in that aura.

There is a god.

There are also... people.

The demonic energy is profound and violent, like a flame that has been burning for billions of years.

Divinity is ruthless and cold, like ancient, unmelting ice.

But between these two, there is a trace of something extremely faint, almost completely swallowed up.

That was a touch of warmth.

A touch of warmth belonging to mortals.

That was Chen Dou's "human" nature.

The boy whose village was massacred at the age of twelve, who searched for his sister with hope, struggled for ten years in the midst of demonic energy, yet never completely succumbed to it.

Demonic body.

Divine body.

Human body.

triple.

Chen Dou's form slowly coalesced in the ashes.

First the outline, then the limbs, then the face.

His body was still the same, but his temperament was completely different.

Her black hair reached her waist, with dark red demonic energy and cyan-gold divine light flowing between the strands, intertwining and entwining like two dragons and snakes coiled in her hair.

His eyes opened.

His left eye was as black as ink, its depths unfathomable.

His right eye was as blue-gold as jade, and as cold as a frozen abyss.

The two eyes are asymmetrical, yet they are both gazing in the same direction.

That direction leads to his sister.

Chen Ya.

Chen Dou's lips moved, emitting a hoarse sound, as if dug out of ashes.

"Aya".

Chen Ya's body stiffened for a moment.

She turned around, her bluish-gold eyes looking at the figure that had risen from the ashes, and for the first time, an indescribable emotion flickered in her eyes.

"You're still alive."

she says.

His tone was calm, but the hand hanging at his side began to tremble very slightly.

Chen Dou looked down at himself.

He saw the demonic energy swirling around his left side and the divine light flowing around his right side. He saw the two forces coexisting harmoniously within him, like two great rivers converging.

Then he looked up at Chen Ya.

"Who are you."

he asks.

This question made Chen Ya pause for a moment.

"I am the Eternal True Phoenix, the destiny of the previous era."

"She's not your sister."

Chen Dou looked at her.

Chen Ya's figure was reflected in those eyes, one black and one gold.

He stared at it for a long time.

"You cried."

He said.

Chen Ya's pupils contracted slightly.

"I saw it."

"She's still here."

Chen Ya's breath caught in her throat for a moment.

Something within those unwavering, cyan-gold eyes trembled slightly in the depths of their being.

Then she pushed him down.

You've misjudged.

she says.

Chen Dou did not refute.

He simply raised his hand slowly, his five fingers spread.

"Come back."

"Aya".

His voice was calm, yet it carried an indescribable power.

That wasn't the power of demonic energy.

It is not divine power.

It is an older brother calling out to his younger sister.

Chen Ya stood still, her cyan-gold wings slightly folded behind her.

She looked at the hand that was being reached out to her.

Memories spanning millions of years churned in her mind.

The former glory, perished together with the calamity of the Heavenly Dao, a long slumber, a shattered awakening.

And in this life, a foolish young man kills for her, becomes a demon for her, despairs for her, and dies for her.

A tear slid down her cheek.

She didn't wipe it.

"I already said that."

Her voice was very soft.

"I am not your sister."

"She is dead."

Chen Ya raised her hand.

A bluish-gold light gathered in her palm, purer and sharper than ever before.

The light was aimed at Chen Dou's brow.

She hesitated.

Memories spanning millions of years surged in her mind like a boundless ocean, completely engulfing those brief sixteen years.

She is the Eternal True Phoenix.

It was invincible from the moment it was born.

No relatives, no friends, no ties.

Throughout countless millennia, her world consisted only of cultivation, breakthroughs, and becoming stronger.

She stood at the pinnacle of this world from the very beginning, with her sole goal being to break through to the Immortal Emperor realm and achieve transcendence.

Then the Calamity Heavenly Dao appeared.

For some unknown reason, the Heavenly Dao split off into a separate entity with its own will but also harboring malevolent intentions.

I want to draw sustenance from the world and continuously advance in my career.

She perished with Him, transcending the world at the final moment, and entering the cycle of reincarnation with a trace of her true spirit.

Millions of years.

She has lived for millions of years.

But in these millions of years of memories, there has never been a single person's shadow.

She had never been held, never been cared for, and never been called "Aya" in her ear.

She had never known what that kind of warmth felt like.

Until this lifetime.

The six-year-old boy stood in front of her, handed her delicious food, clumsily took care of her, and smiled at her with his eyes crinkling.

Sixteen years.

not long.

It's really not long.

But every day of those sixteen years was like a stone warmed by the sun, laid on her heart lake that had been frozen for millions of years.

She hates.

She hated herself for remembering these things.

She hated herself for shedding tears after killing her brother.

She hated herself for not being able to make a move even though she knew he was a pawn of the Evil Heaven Path.

She hated it even more. She should have been more decisive back then. When she recovered and the memories of millions of years overwhelmed those sixteen years, she should have spared no effort to erase them.

Chen Dou looked at her.

There was neither fear nor resentment in those eyes, one black and one gold.

He just looked at her, as quietly as before.

"Aya".

He called out again.

The light in Chen Ya's palm trembled violently.

She closed her eyes.

Those who defy fate should not exist.

She spoke, her voice even colder than before.

"A pawn of the Heavenly Dao should not exist."

"Your existence in this life has been a conspiracy from the very beginning."

"Your existence is meant to leave a soft spot in my heart."

"If I keep this weakness, I will never be able to defeat the Heavenly Dao."

"In the previous era, I had no weaknesses."

"So I won."

"This time, I can't let it happen again."

She opened her eyes, her gaze returning to its cold and pure state.

"So you must die."

Chen Dou looked at her.

"If you kill me, you will win."

He said.

"Then kill him."

Chen Ya's fingers tightened slightly.

"I will not resist."

Chen Dou said again.

"Because you are Aya, my sister."

Chen Ya's body trembled violently.

The tremor was very slight and very brief, but it did happen nonetheless.

She raised her hand and casually waved it towards a large mountain next to Chen Dou.

boom--!

The mountain exploded from its waist, and billions of tons of soil and rocks turned into dust in the bluish-gold light, with smoke and dust rising into the sky, shaking the entire Void Sea.

"Did you see that?"

Chen Ya withdrew her hand and looked at Chen Dou.

"Killing you is no different than crushing an insect."

"I spared your life not because you are my brother."

"It's just because you're too weak, too weak for me to even lift a finger."

Chen Dou still did not withdraw his hand.

"You cried again."

He repeated it again.

Chen Ya's pupils contracted slightly.

"I told you, it's the instinct that remains in this body."

"It's none of your business."

"But when you waved just now, you deliberately avoided this mountain."

Chen Ya stopped moving.

Chen Dou looked at the shattered mountain, then at Chen Ya.

"I'm standing here, and if the mountain collapses, it will hit me."

"So you hit a different one."

Chen Ya's fingers curled slightly.

She closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, his cyan-gold pupils had returned to calm.

But that calmness was different from before.

"You can leave now."

she says.

The sound was still cold, but something inside was loosening.

Chen Dou did not move.

"Aya".

"I told you, I'm not your sister."

"But you remember the big bird."

Chen Ya's fingers clenched tightly.

Do you remember the mulberries I took you to pick?

Chen Dou's voice was very soft, as if he were reminiscing.

"You always smile after you finish eating, like a kitten that has stolen a fish."

"You remember the stories I told you."

"Every time you hear about monsters eating people, you shrink behind me, and then you stick your head out and ask me what monsters look like after I finish talking."

"Do you remember that time I had a nightmare?"

"You didn't sleep all night, you just sat by my bedside, holding my hand."