In this world, when the soul is gone, it is extremely difficult to piece it back together.
Not only does it require powerful power in exchange, but it may also cause a catastrophe. At that time, the consequences will be unimaginable for both gods, demons and humans.
But at that time, I couldn't care so much, so I handed over half of my soul to Wangyue, and condensed the fragments of her soul in the vast world.
For a thousand years, I fell into a deep sleep, and she...
I don't know if she will wake up, but I know that I seem to be gradually able to sense some of her thoughts, as well as her emotions that seem to be absent.
This feeling is inexplicably strange, although it occasionally produces a little depressed mood.
For example: before the fragments of her soul were completely put together, she kept thinking about someone.
That person is the Emperor of the Thirty-third Heaven—Di Fanyu.
To be honest, in my eyes he is not my opponent at all. If the Demon Clan wants to destroy the Celestial Clan, Di Fanyu has no way to do it.
After all, I am the devil. But he... is just a well-trained god.
However, this kind of thought became less and less as time went by. Until the moment when her soul was reunited and she woke up, I suddenly discovered that Di Fanyu seemed to be no longer in her thoughts.
I can't tell whether I am happy or unhappy, but I just feel a very comfortable feeling.
Because she has half of my soul in her body, which brings us closer.
But what I didn't expect was that the first thing she did after recovering her soul was to snatch the soul for me.
It was the supreme magic weapon in heaven, the thing Di Fanyu cherished the most.
I really didn't expect...
At that time, I felt an inexplicable feeling in my heart. Until she jumped off the God-killing Platform, I told myself that I must protect her even if I die, and I must not let her get hurt.
The half of my spirit inside her was very confident and protected her.
Although she did not come to the Wanmo Mirror with Mochizuki to find me in the end, I was still able to talk to her.
On the way to the Soul-Eating Tower, we chatted and admired the moon together. I listened carefully to what she said and protected her seriously.
Although we have never met her after thousands of years, I think she has changed.
Her heart didn't seem to be full of people, her tone of voice was very brisk, and I couldn't feel her sadness at all.
I had never seen her on that wild road filled with yellow sand, but it was the most peaceful moment in my life.
But this feeling of peace of mind completely dissipated when I took her out of the Soul-Eating Tower.
I will never forget that day. The yellow sand was flying and everything around me was hard to see clearly.
Not far away, a girl covered in blood slowly walked towards me, with a pair of clear eyes filled with tears.
She seemed to see my figure and rushed towards me. I thought she would hug me, but unexpectedly she stopped.
I just looked into her eyes, and suddenly my heart skipped a beat.
I will never remember the beauty of that moment.
But unfortunately, it was only for a moment. But the moment I raised my head and touched her, a flash of red light lingered on my fingertips.
I just felt my heart beating suddenly, and my whole body fell into a panic.
It's not that the red light is too dazzling, nor is it just my own random guess. Instead, when I touched her, I could feel that the divine power that originally belonged to me in her body was desperately getting closer to me. (To be continued)