"Xilan, do you have any regrets?" Feiyue's voice shifted abruptly, sounding as though it came from the depths of a gloomy ravine, carrying a spine-chilling, low hoarseness. She stared intently at me, her eyes revealing a complex, unreadable emotion. At that very moment, her features began to distort violently, as if kneaded at will by an invisible hand. A moment later, a man's face came sharply into view before everyone.
"Jiyue?" I stared in astonishment, my voice filled with utter disbelief. Back then, Jiyue had been personally executed by the Celestial Emperor. Yet now, he had appeared once more, like a giant boulder tossed into a calm lake, stirring up monstrous waves in my heart.
The man's expression was gloomy and cold, his eyes flashing with an evil light. "Xilan, it's me. I'm back." Jiyue's voice carried the weariness of one who had been through the vicissitudes of life, as though he had wandered in endless darkness for a very long time. His eyes contained deep yearning and attachment, yet mixed within that attachment was a trace of unfathomable eeriness. But after merely a moment, his features dissipated like smoke, shifting back into the appearance of Feiyue.
Chapter 198