The blood red word slowly spread out on her white dress. It looked terribly grim and mournful.

Xia Qingyue moved her head down slightly and glanced at the bloody word in silence. When she looked away, there still wasn’t a bit of emotion in her eyes. There might never be any reciprocative, unconscious, or uncertain warmth in her eyes ever again.

The word and the bloody hatred within it pierced through everyone’s heart and soul like a poisoned blade...

This man had the unparalleled halo of the messiah in the God Realm, but he had chosen to return to the lower realms with the Evil Infant instead.

He came to the Blue Pole Star despite knowing that there was a near one hundred percent chance he would die. It showed just how important his family was to him… far more important than even his own life.

But Xia Qingyue had annihilated everything right in front of him.

They weren’t Yun Che, but even they could feel the terrible cruelty and suffocation of the act. It was impossible to gauge just how much Yun Che hated Xia Qingyue right now… even though no amount of hatred would be able to reverse time.

The spatial storm slowly subsided. This time, what...