# Chapter 1351: A Moment of Starlight
Mo Li's entire body was shrouded in black light, her face cold and expressionless, devoid of any emotion—like a puppet whose soul had been hijacked.
But in truth, she was extremely clear-headed... clearer than she had ever been at any moment in her life.
She knew who she was, where she was, what power surged within her, and even more so, she knew what she was doing, who she was facing, who she had killed, and could clearly see what kind of hell her Xing Shen Realm had become under the grinding of her Calamity Wheel.
She did not stop. She did not hesitate. And she felt no regret.
Because her world had completely collapsed, and from now on, there would never again be any color in it. The Four Divine Emperors, the Star Gods, the Moon Gods, the Guardians, the Fan Gods and Fan Kings... these mighty beings who were like living gods had all come for her alone. She knew that today, she would surely be buried here.
Even if they did not kill her, she would end herself... she would never let Yun Che walk the Yellow Springs alone.
Together to heaven, together to hell, together through reincarnation.
But before that, she would make this land of the Star Gods that buried him, and these most precious lives and blood of the Eastern Divine Region... accompany him in death!
Demonic light, black scars, demonic mist... The world was torn apart and collapsed again and again. The bodies of these supreme powerhouses were supposed to be the hardest things in the world to damage, but under the Evil Infant Myriad Calamity Wheel, even a touch would bring injury. Every time the demonic wheel danced, it would send black blood splattering across the sky.
Ssshhh!
A Moon God's body was instantly split in two by a black scar.
Ssshhh!
A black light pierced through the bodies of two Guardians simultaneously. The invading demonic energy devoured their meridians and shredded all their internal organs to pulp...
Boom!
A Moon God and two Fan Kings were drawn into a rapidly shrinking dark demonic domain. No matter how they struggled, they could not break free. When the demonic domain contracted to its limit and exploded, the three of them fell bleeding, their screams echoing.
Streaks of power tore through the darkness, continuously exploding on the Calamity Wheel and Mo Li's body. The Evil Infant's wailing laughter went from piercing to weakening, and the shadow of the Evil Infant gradually began to blur. Mo Li didn't know how much of her power remained, how many wounds she had, or care what kind of injuries she had sustained... nor did she care when she would die. Only the demonic wheel in her hand continued to release demonic light more terrifying than nightmares, sending one supreme Divine Lord after another into the abyss of death.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
Three streams of cyan light merged simultaneously and exploded on Mo Li's body. With a shriek from the Evil Infant, Mo Li was sent tumbling far away. The black light on her body instantly extinguished, and the demonic wheel flew out of her hand for the first time.
Fantian Shen Di's eyes flashed. Spitting blood onto his golden sword, the blade burst forth with scorching light as brilliant as the sun. Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he thrust straight toward Mo Li's vital point.
With the demonic wheel gone from her body and the demonic light extinguished, her defenses were wide open, and without the Evil Infant to protect her, he was absolutely certain that this sword strike would destroy all of Mo Li's vital energy.
A few miles of distance was merely an infinitesimal moment for a Divine Emperor. With a flash of golden light, Fantian Shen Di's golden sword had already reached Mo Li's heart... But before the golden light could be released, a pale little hand had already gripped the sword's blade. Black light flared up from the hand, and the sword instantly seemed frozen, unable to advance another inch. The Divine Emperor's power, just about to erupt, was trapped as if caged in eternal darkness, unable to be released.
"You..." Looking into Mo Li's slowly turning black eyes, Fantian Shen Di felt as if his soul had been seized by a demonic spirit, his entire body turning ice-cold.
Mo Li's power had indeed become so terrifyingly strong by relying on the awakening of the Evil Infant Myriad Calamity Wheel.
But the world did not know that she was not the "Evil Infant" hijacked and possessed by the demonic wheel. On the contrary, she was the master of the Evil Infant Myriad Calamity Wheel!
She was not a forced Evil Infant, but the Evil Infant's master!
The Evil Infant's power was her power! Even if the Evil Infant Myriad Calamity Wheel left her body, the power surging within her was still the complete power of the Evil Infant!
Unfortunately, Fantian Shen Di realized this too late. In his incredulous, ashen pupils, Mo Li's other hand slammed heavily into his chest... A small palm, wreathed in dense black light, pierced straight through and burst out from his back, drenched in blood.
The black energy from the Abyss exploded directly at the center of Fantian Shen Di's body. His complexion darkened even faster than Zhou Tian Shen Di's... And at that moment, three golden seals—the terrifying power of the three Fan Gods of the Brahma Emperor—simultaneously struck Mo Li's back.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Three golden flashes exploded on Mo Li's back, then pierced straight through her body and burst out from her chest... Fantian Shen Di's eyes turned gray and dim as he fell straight down from the air, while Mo Li, like a meteor in collision, plummeted into the distance with scattering black light and trails of blood.
"Divine Emperor!"
The three Fan Gods combined their strength to severely wound Mo Li, then rushed down together to catch Fantian Shen Di. His face was cyan-black, but he let out a blood-soaked shout: "Don't worry about me... Quickly... kill... her... Never... let her escape! Go!!"
All four Divine Emperors of the Eastern Domain were grievously wounded—wounds more severe than any they had ever suffered in their lives. And the Evil Infant's power had finally been worn down layer by layer. What a tragically heavy price this was. If the Evil Infant escaped, not only would all of today's heavy losses be for nothing, but the future consequences would be unimaginable.
"Yes!"
The three Fan Gods responded swiftly, pushing Fantian Shen Di into the hands of a Fan King, and then flew off into the distance, their entire bodies blazing with golden light.
Boom!!
A black light exploded. Mo Li stood up from a pile of rubble, the Evil Infant Myriad Calamity Wheel already flying back into her hand. But as soon as she rose, she fell heavily to her knees again, vomiting more than a dozen mouthfuls of pitch-black blood... Her vision grew increasingly dim and hazy.
Have I... finally reached my limit too...
No... I can still kill more... I haven't killed that old thief yet...
That old thief who most deserves to be buried with him!!
Yun Che... wait for me. I will be with you soon...
Slowly raising the demonic wheel, black light flared up on her body by force, but it only made her vision darken sharply. In her increasingly blurred sight, Yun Che's figure appeared... He had faced the Xing Shen Realm for her, bled for her, and turned to ashes in the flames for her...
Flames... Ashes...
Suddenly, like a bolt of lightning flashing through her heartsea, a long-extinguished glimmer of starlight faintly lit up in her eyes...
She leaped into the air, but instead of charging toward those surrounding Fan Kings and Moon Gods, she turned around and, carrying a streak of cold, lonely black shadow, flew toward the empty, distant, unknown destination...
"Damn it! She's trying to escape!"
"After her!"
"Never let her escape!"
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On the shattered, devastated land, Cai Zhi silently watched the direction Mo Li had fled. One figure after another chased after her desperately, while around her ears were chaotic, deafening shouts and roars.
From beginning to end, she had stood there dazed and numb, without expression, without words, her pupils as hollow and lightless as Mo Li's. In the Xing Shen Realm, which had turned into a catastrophic hell shrouded by the Evil Infant's shadow, it seemed no one had even spared a moment's attention to notice her existence.
Mo Li's figure faded into the distance, disappearing at the junction of heaven and earth. Cai Zhi slowly closed her eyes... After a long time, when she opened them again, what shone through was a strange kind of coldness and resolve.
She stood up, moved her feet, and silently walked away. The lithe, ethereal silhouette of a young girl, her colorful skirt dancing in the wind... accompanied by a heart that was gray and on the verge of shattering.
Amid the chaos and panic, no one noticed her leave, and no one knew where she was going... She didn't know herself.
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Eastern Divine Region, Yin Xue Realm, Ice Phoenix Sacred Hall.
*Ping!*
In Mu Xuanyin's heartsea, a very faint sound of something breaking echoed.
"..." Mu Xuanyin's icy pupils trembled, her expression freezing in place. The dance of ice spirits around her slowed, then came to a complete stillness... and then fell into chaos.
Mu Bingyun, who had been speaking softly with Mu Xuanyin, was startled: "Sister, what's wrong?"
Mu Xuanyin slowly stood up. She gazed at the snowflakes falling endlessly outside the hall and said softly, "Yun Che's soul crystal... has shattered."
"..." Mu Bingyun shot to her feet: "You... what did you say!?"
"..." Mu Xuanyin closed her eyes and remained silent for a long time.
A flash of snow, and Mu Bingyun stood before Mu Xuanyin, her voice urgent: "You're saying that Yun Che... he..."
"He's dead," Mu Xuanyin said, her voice indifferent, without joy or sorrow.
"How... did he die?" Mu Bingyun's chest heaved heavily, and her cherry-colored lips turned a snowlike pale.
"He died in the Xing Shen Realm, for the sake of Tiansha Xingshen," Mu Xuanyin said softly. When a soul crystal shatters, it transmits the final thoughts and images seen before death back to the one who planted the crystal. She had seen Yun Che's final death scene very clearly... clearer than anyone.
Mu Bingyun's lips parted slightly. After a long while, she finally spoke in a voice light and dreamlike: "Wasn't he in the Long Shen Realm... Why did he suddenly go to the Xing Shen Realm... What exactly happened..."
"Dead is dead. No need to bother with it anymore." Mu Xuanyin's voice was very cold—so cold that it startled Mu Bingyun: "He wasn't killed by someone else. He knew he would die, yet he went to throw his life away... So many people didn't want him to die. So many people were giving their all to protect him. Yet he... went... to die..."
"It's good that he's dead—the best thing that could happen! I, Mu Xuanyin, do not have such a foolish disciple!"
With a heavy sweep of her snow-white sleeve, Mu Xuanyin turned and left coldly.
"Sister..." The cold words still lingered in her ears. Watching Mu Xuanyin's retreating back, Mu Bingyun said worriedly, "Are you... all right?"
"I will be in seclusion at Minghan Heavenly Lake for the next few years. No matter how great a matter arises, do not disturb me." Mu Xuanyin's figure dissolved into the wind and snow, her icy hair fluttering coldly. "And since Yun Che is dead, let it be as if he never existed. From now on... do not mention his name in front of me again!"
With the cold voice falling, the icy figure faded into the distance. The wind and snow outside the hall seemed to grow somewhat chaotic. Mu Bingyun stood stunned for a long time, then walked out of the hall somewhat absentmindedly, staring blankly at the row of messy footprints in the falling snow.
Born in Yin Xue, spending an entire life in companionship with ice and snow, even the most ordinary disciple of the Ice Phoenix Palace would not leave the slightest trace while walking on snow.
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