Chapter Sixteen: The Death of Snow and Moon

  A faint, eerie smile spread across his face as he gazed at Cang Yue. In the midst of the ghostly, evil aura that surrounded him, a hint of dark energy flickered. Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from Cang Yue's body, the ghostly figure sneered, "Since you've entered the realm of ghosts, you'll become a malevolent spirit. The person you're looking for has already been annihilated, body and soul. I think it's best if you join him in death."

  A dark light flashed, the ghost's figure scattered, instantly transforming into countless ghostly shadows that surrounded Cang Yue. All around, a gloomy and eerie aura began to frantically gather, quickly forming a black misty veil that rapidly rotated around Cang Yue. As it rotated, a powerful airflow mixed with the eerie aura formed an evil force that devoured everything, rapidly closing in on Cang Yue from all sides.

  She glanced at Ao Xue, and a hint of desolation flowed out from Cang Yue's eyes. A smile with three parts heartbreak hung on her beautiful face. Turning back, Cang Yue's eyes suddenly turned cold and cruel, the faint smile froze in that moment, and a chill that invaded one's heart and lungs made the two ghostly fairies outside shiver. A phoenix cry sounded like a wail from Mount Wu, its sound was mournful, its meaning was sorrowful, making people's hearts bleed, unable to recall. Suddenly, a brilliant light burst forth, a golden yellow light beam mixed with fierce courage advanced forward, an unparalleled aura of majesty and grandeur instantly spread throughout the entire Ghost King City.

  In the midst of flowing light and shadow, Cang Yue's entire body was enveloped by a blood-colored phoenix. The dazzling Xi Yue divine sword, accompanied by earth-shaking power, layered densely like a thousand swords in red attire, sealing off every gap within a radius of ten zhang. In the cold, cracked icy edge, carrying desolation and hatred, incredibly swift, it welcomed two ghostly immortals. Amidst rolling black clouds, the Xi Yue divine sword accompanied by golden light, like a fiery phoenix, spread its wings and let out a long cry.

  They exchanged a glance, and for an instant, the ghostly immortal's eyes flashed with panic. Its body burst into high speed, its claws wildly flailing as it tried to defend against Cang Yue's attack. But at this moment, Cang Yue was filled with boundless rage, her true yuan bursting forth at ten times its normal speed. The force of her attack was too strong to be resisted. A deafening crash shook the air, accompanied by the ghostly immortal's terrified screams, as the swirling black energy shield suddenly shattered. The dark energy surged and churned, a cold wind blowing in all directions, sending the two ghostly immortals flying back several zhang, their eyes wide with shock as they stared at Cang Yue.

  In mid-air, Cang Yue's body was radiating a golden glow, her clothes fluttering as if she were a celestial maiden descending to the mortal realm, exceptionally beautiful. On top of her head, the divine sword spun horizontally, its powerful sacred sword energy forming a yellow light shield that protected Cang Yue's body. Her face, cold and pale like jade, had a pair of sorrowful eyes that held a hint of pain, a hint of sadness, and a hint of anger as she gazed at the ghostly immortal in front of her.

  After a glance at the dark shadow, two ghostly eyes revealed a few threads of doubt, as if inquiring about news. In mid-air, the black shadow that was like smoke and fog flashed with a faint glow, looking at Cang Yue, then glanced at Ao Xue who was walking towards the Soul Locking Well, and emitted a series of mysterious and sinister laughter. The glow flashed, and suddenly a burst of evil light shot out from the pair of strange red and green eyes. Without sound, without breath, the dark shadow appeared silently above Cang Yue's head, accompanied by a faint, heaven-covering black net that rapidly descended, enveloping Cang Yue within it.

  Cang Yue's eyes flashed with a burst of brilliant light as she gazed up at the sky. Her hands spread wide, and her sword, Xiao Yue, shot up vertically, its powerful blade bursting forth to pierce the heavens. Behind her, the Blood Phoenix let out a long cry, its crimson glow igniting a sea of blood-red light that surged upwards. In an instant, the two sides' powerful attacks collided. A deafening thunderclap shook the air as the massive destructive force ripped through the sky, sending winds howling and ghosts wailing in despair. Amidst the explosion, Cang Yue's body shuddered, her upward momentum halted. The black net that covered the sky, however, merely swayed a few times under the powerful attack before quickly recovering its original shape and continuing to descend.

  She looked up at the half-empty sky, and a hint of shock appeared in Cang Yue's eyes. It seemed that this unknown ghostly creature's powerful strength had left her stunned. In the air above, the dark shadow also let out a cry of surprise, its heart clearly shaken. However, after only a brief moment of surprise, the dark shadow's mouth once again emitted a sinister and eerie laugh, using all its might to cast a spell, causing a black net to fall down and trap Cang Yue. Cang Yue's eyes sank slightly, her entire body radiating a brilliant light as she launched another attack.

  At this time, the two ghost fairies beside him moved their gaze to Aoxue. It was seen that Aoxue had already gotten closer and closer to the Soul Locking Well, and would soon cross the three-foot distance. As they watched Aoxue walk closer and closer, the two ghost fairies let out waves of gloomy laughter from their mouths, quietly waiting for her to be swallowed by the Soul Locking Well.

  Looking at the Soul Locking Well, Ao Xue's face was filled with a miserable expression, and she spoke softly: "When we parted ways, you were still full of confidence, saying that we should wait for your news. But now, you've left alone like that, without leaving behind even a hint of a message. Now that I'm here, have you ever thought about leaving something for me to remember, to sigh over for the rest of my life? Remember when you said that in this lifetime, you didn't want to be controlled by fate, you wanted to roam freely and do as you pleased? But now, have you forgotten your oath, and left silently like that?" The faint voice was filled with unbearable loss and sorrow.

  Turning back, Ao Xue glanced at Cang Yue with a hint of farewell in her eyes. With a calm smile, Ao Xue's face suddenly revealed a hint of a smile as she muttered to herself: "I believe you won't like seeing me with a sorrowful expression, so I'll come to see you with a smile." Her body moved forward, and Ao Xue thought of going to the well to take one last look at Lu Yun, leaving him with a beautiful memory, while also sending her own final words.

  When Ao Xue approached the Soul Locking Well within three feet, a brilliant light suddenly flashed. At the mouth of the well, eight fierce ghosts appeared simultaneously, forming a mysterious seal around her. A powerful suction force, accompanied by an extremely evil aura, instantly enveloped Ao Xue's body, attempting to pull her in. Ao Xue's face changed color as she suddenly realized why Lu Yun had disappeared into this well.

  The whole body burst into a blue light, Ao Xue resisted the evil and powerful suction with all her might, her body desperately moving backwards. On the side, two ghostly fairies saw this and suddenly burst out laughing, their green eyes filled with a hint of complacency. The Locking Soul Well's tyrannical rule had never been broken by anyone, no one could escape within three feet of it. Ao Xue was powerful, but as long as she stepped within the three-foot radius, she would undoubtedly die.

  The power surged stronger and stronger, Ao Xue's face revealed an extremely shocked expression. His entire body's true yuan rapidly rotated at ten times the speed, suddenly bursting forth in an attempt to resist that devouring power, but unfortunately, it was completely useless. As his own body drew closer and closer to the well's opening, Ao Xue furiously roared, struggling with all his might, but his entire body was bound by the Soul Locking Well's powerful suction force, unable to move, and could only step by step walk towards death.

  On this side, Cang Yue seemed to have sensed Ao Xue's crisis. Turning her head back, a look of extreme shock flashed in her eyes. Letting out a loud cry, Cang Yue shouted: "Ao Xue hold on, I'm coming to save you!" As soon as she finished speaking, Cang Yue launched a full-force sword attack with her right hand and simultaneously rushed towards Ao Xue at high speed.

  The dark figure let out a sinister laugh, and with a sudden surge of power, he raised his strength by three levels. In an instant, a black net flashed with an eerie aura, forming a closed space around Cang Yue, trapping her inside. Cang Yue's body shook violently, and she was sent flying backward. When she landed, her small mouth opened wide, and a strand of blood burst forth into the air like a blooming blood lotus, both beautiful and eerie. On Cang Yue's pale face, drained of blood, there were hints of anxiety, shock, and sorrow as she gazed at Ao Xue in the distance.

  With a horizontal swing of her long sword, Cang Yue's eyes became calm once again, quietly staring at Ao Xue. A brilliant light circulated around her body, and a blood-red flame slowly rose from the ground behind her, transforming into a fiery phoenix that let out a loud cry towards the sky. Her right hand trembled, and the divine sword suddenly transformed into 179 swords, accompanied by a blinding red light, merging and separating in an instant to form a shining pillar of light on her chest, charging straight at the black net.

  Only to see the light column instantly crashing into the black net, two powerful forces, instantly confronting each other, fighting with all their might. The upper layer of the black net was flowing with light and flashing, countless evil ghost heads, fierce ghost souls, floating in between, forming a dark and strange black ghost curse, firmly resisting and eroding the glory of the Cangyue divine sword.

  Turning back, Ao Xue took one last look at Cang Yue, and that hint of concern in her eyes made Ao Xue's heart feel a wave of comfort. Farewell, Cang Yue, you must live well from now on, so that you can avenge Lu Yun in the future. With a faint blessing, Ao Xue's eyes held a hint of bitterness as she gently withdrew her gaze. Looking at the well opening, Ao Xue said to herself: "Lu Yun, remember not to walk too fast, or I won't be able to catch up with you." Relaxing completely, at this moment Ao Xue suddenly gave up resisting, letting everything follow its fate.

  In the dark net, Cang Yue's face was pale as she struggled to resist the powerful devouring force. Suddenly, a surge of fear rose from her heart and she immediately looked at Ao Xue. Seeing Ao Xue's body being wrapped by the evil power towards the well, Cang Yue involuntarily shouted: "Don't! Ao Xue, hold on. Don't!" At this moment, Cang Yue's eyes shot out a cold light, her true yuan reversed, and her strength increased tenfold as she prepared to launch a desperate attack.

  In the midst of emptiness, an air filled with worry and discontent lingers. A low and faint whisper seems to be a call from beyond the thousand mountains, vague yet familiar. Who is it that calls out, who is it that whispers? Who wants to grasp those fleeting years, who sighs alone in the evening wind? The wind makes no sound, the clouds have no words, a gentle longing is all given to the western breeze, but who can take it?

  A gloomy smile, like a whirlwind, emerged from the mouths of the two ghostly beings. At this moment, everything was already doomed, and no one could stop it. Looking at Cang Yue's angry expression, the ghostly beings' eyes revealed a mocking gaze. They knew that at this moment, both Ao Xue and Cang Yue had fallen into an absolute predicament. The black net outside Cang Yue seemed simple, but in fact, it was the Black Luo Canopy, one of the three greatest treasures of the Ghost Domain, which could refine all living spirits and ghosts to the extreme of yin, evil, and cold.

  Next to the Soul-Locking Well, eight fierce ghosts' shadows were rapidly rotating in mid-air, and a powerful seal was flashing with black and enchanting light. In an instant, it sucked Ao Xue's body up to the wellhead. Just as Ao Xue's body was about to be sucked into the well by that strong force and turned to ashes, a sudden change occurred. It was seen that Ao Xue, who had already given up resisting, suddenly had a surge of purple light on her body, and a purple battle armor suddenly appeared on her. As soon as the Purple Jade Battle Armor appeared, a purple light circulated and flowed, firmly protecting Ao Xue. At the same time, a strange symbol was formed in front of Ao Xue by the purple glow, emitting a strong light that suddenly collided with the black glow inside the Soul-Locking Well. The light shattered, the black seal around the Soul-Locking Well fluctuated, and the purple light instantly popped out, which was Ao Xue.

  The two ghostly gods changed color, unexpectedly encountering someone who had escaped from the Soul Locking Well after thousands of years. It was truly a strange occurrence. The purple light paused, and Ao Xue looked at the battle armor on her body, with a faint hint of joy in her eyes. Suddenly, Ao Xue seemed to sense something, and she turned around to look at Cang Yue, with a hint of shock in her eyes.

  A flash of golden light, a wild and untamed aura that tore through the sky and shook the earth, filled the entire royal city. Cang Yue's body was engulfed in fierce flames at this moment, her long hair dancing wildly in the strong gusts of wind, her clothes fluttering. Her face, as cold and elegant as jade, had a fearless and unyielding aura, gazing fiercely at the dark shadow. On top of her head, the Xueyue divine sword trembled rapidly, emitting strange and ominous sounds that seemed to hold the power of destruction, in tandem with the blood phoenix behind her, making it seem as if she was an emissary from hell itself, her entire being filled with destructive energy.

  Zhenyuan's reversal caused Cang Yue's entire body to surge with power, increasing her strength tenfold in an instant. Her aura burst forth, destroying the heavens and earth. With one step forward, her powerful destructive force instantly collided with the black halo. Only then did the light flash, countless black ghostly auras mixed with the angry roars of vengeful spirits, echoing around the mysterious boundary. Fierce flames surged back and forth, causing intense fluctuations with the black halo, both sides momentarily at a stalemate.

  Aoshu's eyes changed greatly, filled with emotion and gratitude. Zihua flashed, the divine sword instantly transformed into a divine dragon, targeting the mysterious dark shadow in mid-air, launching a powerful attack. The sword went out, Aoshu's dazzling figure in mid-air was as fast as a flowing light, rapidly shooting at the ghostly object, trying to rescue Cangyue.

  A dark shadow flashed, and two powerful eerie yin energies overlapped to form a black skull head, charging towards Ao Xue. Then, the two ghostly fairies let out a shrill cry, their shadows rapidly flashing as they multiplied from two to four, four to eight, eight to thousands, layer upon layer attacking Ao Xue to prevent her from rescuing Cang Yue. Ao Xue's body was blocked, and she couldn't help but let out an angry cry. With a flip of her right hand, the Purple Shadow Divine Sword flashed at an incredible speed, swinging 192 times, filling the sky with sword energy and strange cries as it attacked the two ghostly fairies.

  Only a scream was heard, and the ghost fairy's whole body dimmed in an instant under Ao Xue's tyrannical blow. At the same time, thunder shook the sky, the earth trembled, and the powerful explosion force instantly blasted away the dark shadow in mid-air. In the black net, Cang Yue's whole body trembled, and her light was lost in an instant. She stumbled back two steps, her jade face pale, with fresh blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were dim, with a hint of sadness floating at the bottom. In the bloody rain, a silent sigh floated in the gloomy royal city, adding a touch of mystery to this ghostly realm.

  Proud Snow's figure flashed, and from under the black Luo canopy that had just popped up, she entered and wrapped her arms around Cang Yue's fallen body. Looking at Cang Yue quietly, Proud Snow's eyes were filled with sorrow, and she said softly: "Are you okay? Why did you do something stupid like this? Reversing the True Essence is a great taboo in cultivation, doing it this way, I will never be able to forget it my whole life, and won't be able to repay it."

  Cang Yue's face turned pale as she smiled wryly, glanced around, and exclaimed urgently: "Quickly leave this dark web, or you'll be in danger. This thing looks ordinary, but it's extremely sinister. I used my full strength to launch a reverse True Essence strike, yet I couldn't destroy it - just imagine its power, how terrifying!"

  Arrogant Snow's expression changed slightly, her figure flashed and shot outwards. A black light flashed, just as Arrogant Snow was about to rush out of the black net, the dark shadow that had been shaken off suddenly flew back, emitting a mysterious and evil black aura, forcibly shaking Arrogant Snow's figure back. The gloomy eyes stared at the two women, the red and green pupils flashing with an extremely cold light, and a terrifying ghostly laughter came from her mouth.

  A faint smile, Cang Yue spoke in a soft voice: "Perhaps, I did that and instead implicated you, right, Ao Xue?" Gently shaking her head, Ao Xue looked at the once again sealed mysterious boundary, and bitterly smiled: "Between us, from the moment we stepped into this Ghost King City, there was no need to be so polite."

  Cang Yue looked at her, with a hint of sigh in his eyes. He slightly tilted his head, and his gaze fell on the Soul Locking Well again. Cang Yue smiled bleakly: "Who would have thought that this trip to the Ghost Domain would become the most unforgettable memory of our lives? If we had known there would be such an outcome, would we still have come here?"

  Aoyue looked at the Soul Locking Well and said softly, "This point, I also can't make clear. Perhaps you shouldn't ask us, you should ask Lu Yun." Cangyue heard this and smiled miserably, "Yes, I should ask Lu Yun. Don't worry, I will ask him, as long as he is still waiting there, I will ask clearly."

  Her body trembled, and a faint smile floated on her face, so desolate. Without saying anything else, she gently put down Cang Yue, took a step forward, and gazed coldly at the mysterious dark shadow.

  "What exactly are you, and why don't you dare to show your true self? Looking at the respectful attitude of those two ghostly immortals towards you, it seems that your status is not low. Could it be that you are the King of Ghosts?"

  "Haha, you're wrong, I'm not the King of Ghosts, I am the Ghost Commander of Heihe River - Huanmei. With your identities, you don't even have the qualifications to let the King of Ghosts personally greet you, it's enough for me to take care of you. Now, I'll send you to hell to find your companions."

  A black light flashed, and the fierce ghost appeared on the black net. Countless vengeful spirits surrounded the entire light screen, rotating wildly. As the fierce ghosts and vengeful spirits rotated, layers of black air spread around, and a mysterious black space suddenly appeared, enveloping Ao Xue and Cang Yue's bodies within.

  Standing in the mysterious dark sky, the two only felt the surrounding gloomy wind rising, and the fierce ghosts and resentful spirits crazily pressing forward. The terrifying aura made the two women extremely shocked. Ao Xue's whole body was filled with a strong purple light, forming a light shield outside her body, which protected Cang Yue who was heavily injured inside. Looking at the ghostly handsome man, Ao Xue was on high alert, carefully defending against his attacks.

  The demon general gave a charming smile and said to the uninjured ghost fairy beside him, "Now there are some more who have come to send themselves to death. You take them down and eliminate them. Here, I'll be done in a moment, go ahead. Remember to activate the Rotating Flowing Light Array, don't let them run off to where they shouldn't go."

  "I understand, I'll go now." The ghostly figure flashed and disappeared. Ao Xue looked at the departing ghost, a hint of strange color flashing in his eyes, knowing that the four Purple Yang True Men had arrived.

  The dark figure gazed at Ao Xue, its entire body shimmering with a black aura. The misty silhouette gradually became clearer. As it concentrated its power, Ao Xue felt an immense pressure increase, the eerie atmosphere around her was terrifying, frantically devouring the true energy she emitted, constantly depleting her strength.

  Time passed in the stalemate between the two sides. At this moment, a white light flashed on Cang Yue's body, and the White Jade War Armor quietly appeared on her. The faint white light protected her body. Beside her, Ao Xue had been supporting her with all her might, but now her face was pale, and her eyes shot out a shocked gaze. Her purple aura around her body gradually dimmed, her slender and moving figure trembled slightly, barely holding onto the last line of defense.

  The demon general's body was surrounded by a black aura that fluctuated violently, and it was clear that he was also extremely exhausted. He couldn't believe that the purple jade war armor on Ao Xue had such powerful rebounding force, which had shattered his attacks countless times. Looking at Ao Xue, whose true yuan was almost depleted, the demon general's eyes, one red and one green, once again rose with a fierce and sinister expression. Suddenly, a black light burst out, and the demon general's aura around him instantly gathered into a black light ball. Countless vengeful spirits nearby converged, following the light ball, and violently collided with the black net. Instantly, the dark wind was terrifying, echoing through the clouds, and the rolling black fog made the entire black sky emit a powerful demonic aura, increasing its momentum by three times.

  Her body shook, Ao Xue retreated three steps in a row, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell backwards. A mournful cry, the divine sword Ziying's light suddenly dimmed, gently falling to the ground. On the ground, Cang Yue furrowed her brow, her right hand making a laborious swing, a weak True Qi supporting Ao Xue's body, gently placing her on the ground.

  Their eyes met, and both women's gazes carried the same hint of weariness. Everything had come to an end. Perhaps this outcome was what they both wanted, wasn't it?

  All around, the pressure increased sharply. Without Snow's resistance, the black halo shrank three times in an instant, forcing the two women to be unable to move or breathe. Feeling the power that devoured everything, it began to erode her own body. Snow couldn't help but glance at Cangyue, and then shifted her gaze in another direction.

  A faint smile, Cang Yue's expression returned to calmness at this moment, her gaze followed Ao Xue and moved to the Soul Locking Well. There, there were unforgettable entanglements, there were memories that could not be waved away. There, there were unspeakable daughterly thoughts, there were countless bitter tears.

  Everything ended there, everything gathered there. This life locked three souls in the Soul Locking Well, this world locked three memories in the Soul Locking Well. When one day the three hearts reunite, will they transform into three butterflies and dance in the lost time?

  As the evil aura that devoured life force grew thicker around them, the two rays of light on Ao Xue and Cang Yue's bodies, one purple and one white, gradually weakened. In the instant when the lights went out, breathing stopped, eyes ceased to move, and the only thing that never came to a halt was that endless love, still lingering in the Ghost Domain's Wang City.

  Under the dark sky, in the ghostly king's city, two thick obsessions gathered in mid-air. No matter how strong the wind was or how turbulent the clouds were, that one true love never moved, no matter how fiercely the fierce ghosts roared, that one strand of deep feeling refused to be blown away by the wind. At that moment, these two obsessions seemed to pierce through heaven and earth, as if they had transcended time and space. Silently guarding that one well mouth, wandering around it.

  Who is sighing in the distance? Who is crying at the horizon? In the wind, who has gone far away? In my heart, how many tears have fallen?

  A faint movement, a soundless echo, threads of response, piercing the heavens. When the departed return, those who have gone are already gone, angrily asking the vast sky, is there a tear drop?