"Give it to Chen Hao. Help me tell him quietly that once upon a time, someone loved him for a very long time. Remember, it must be done quietly!"

She repeatedly instructed Zhao Chong to tell Chen Hao quietly because she didn't want Ye Yuqiao to find out and affect their relationship.

Yet, she seemed to overlook the fact that Ye Yuqiao would understand her feelings for Chen Hao upon seeing these prayer beads.

She was unwilling to let Zhao Chong take her Yin Soul to be reincarnated because if she were to reincarnate, she wouldn't have Chen Hao in the next life, whom she was destined to cultivate three lifetimes with to achieve fruition.

Therefore, she preferred to attach her soul to a string of prayer beads, forever accompanying Chen Hao. Being unable to let go of her affection for Chen Hao was her fate.

Having said that, Tang Jing transformed into countless particles of Primordial Spirit and Primordial Soul, emitting a faint light.

A trace of sorrow appeared in Zhao Chong's eyes. In his view, Tang Jing, whether in her past life or this one, was always a woman who invoked sadness.

He did not refuse Tang Jing's wish and used his Spiritual Power to attract the particles of Primordial Spirit and Primordial Soul onto the prayer beads she had worn on her right hand during her life.

On these prayer beads, besides her Yin Soul, there was also her longing for Chen Hao.

Storing the prayer beads in his chest, Zhao Chong looked towards the now calm Gate of the Nether King, then leapt towards the floating Blood Jade Sword, grasped it, and used the Blood Jade Sword to carve the likeness of Tang Jing on the Gate of the Nether King, in memory of her contributions today.

After a long while, he sheathed the Blood Jade Sword and landed on the ground. Looking up at the statue of Tang Jing, he hoped that before Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao returned, no more troubles would arise.

However, contrary to his wishes.

When Zhao Chong emerged from Hell and returned to Netherworld City, though the earthquake had passed, the city was in complete chaos.

Due to the impact of the earthquake, nearly one-tenth of the buildings in Netherworld City had collapsed. Part of the citizens took this opportunity to flee the city, while many others surrounded the four main roads near the eastern courtyard and Nether King Palace, loudly protesting and demanding explanations from the Nether King, the heads of the three major families, and Yang King Chen Hao.

When Zhao Chong arrived at the main hall of the eastern courtyard, Zhou Family Clan Leader Zhou Ke and Li Family Clan Leader Li Zuole had already been waiting inside for a long time.

Since Qian Feng had died and left no son, the Qian Family had still not chosen someone suitable to take over as clan leader, so the heads of the big families were just the three of them.

Among them, since Li Zuole was mediocre and Zhou Ke had always been submissive to Zhao Chong, all minor and major matters inevitably fell to Zhao Chong alone.

"Family Leader Zhao, there's trouble," Zhou Ke hurriedly said, "The matter of Chen Hao releasing the Nether King's Yin Soul has spread throughout Netherworld City, and now the citizens are gathered outside, protesting and demanding explanations from us."

Zhao Chong's frown deepened, and two fine lines appeared on his forehead, adding a flaw to his otherwise handsome, youthful face.

Since Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao had traveled to the ancient city, his brow had never unfurrowed, and he had aged significantly, losing his former carefree demeanor.

At that moment, he suddenly missed Qian Feng. If Qian Feng were here, he would definitely have been able to share half of his worries.

After a long time, Zhao Chong finally spoke, "Who leaked this matter?"

Zhou Ke shook his head blankly.

"Go investigate it personally," Zhao Chong said sternly to Zhou Ke, "The sooner, the better!"

Zhou Ke nodded. Suddenly, his face was filled with fear!

"Family Leader Zhao, what happened to your right arm?" Zhou Ke asked. He had just realized that Zhao Chong was missing an arm.

Li Zuole walked closer to Zhao Chong, glanced at him, and also asked in shock, "Family Leader Zhao, are you alright?"

Zhao Chong said expressionlessly, "I lost this right arm while sealing the Gate of the Nether King."

"Can't it grow back?"

Zhao Chong shook his head and said, "I don't know! But it doesn't matter, it's just a missing arm. Clan Leader Zhou, you go and investigate; Clan Leader Li, you dispatch the city guards and the sixty thousand troops from Sunset Pass back to the city to maintain order, remembering only to resort to violence against the citizens as a last resort."

"Family Leader Zhao, forgive my ignorance, but what exactly qualifies as a last resort?" Li Zuole asked.

After thinking seriously for a long time, Zhao Chong finally said, "When you find that they want to do more than just protest."

"Like what?" Li Zuole continued to ask. He asked in such detail because he truly was slow-witted.

"Like if they are misled by someone into trying to force the Nether King to abdicate, or proposing that certain people rise to power."

Li Zuole's eyes widened, finally understanding the concerns in Zhao Chong's mind.

"Family Leader Zhao, you are worried that someone might take advantage of the situation to intentionally spread rumors and stir up public sentiment for their own benefit."

"Clan Leader Li," Zhao Chong adopted a helpless demeanor, "Some things that are still uncertain are better kept to oneself. Even if it's something definite, it's generally better to keep it hidden than to reveal it."

Li Zuole nodded hastily, his expression anxious, and then quickly left the hall.

Watching Li Zuole walk away, Zhao Chong immediately sat down on the long bench behind him, his face showing a hint of pain.

He leaned his head back, closed his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath.

He had not yet emerged from the sorrow of Tang Jing's sacrifice and was confronted with one thorny issue after another, feeling truly exhausted.

...

...

In the south of the Polar Ice Land.

Snow fluttered down, and the cold wind howled.

On the snowy ground, shielded by the Six-Character Sealing Barrier cast by Chen Hao, Chen Hao and his group were protected from the harsh wind and snow, sleeping soundly around Xiao Bai.

"Chen Hao, I'm leaving!"

In Chen Hao's sleep, a gentle voice rang out.

Then, Chen Hao saw Tang Jing waving goodbye to her, then getting caught in a whirlpool.

"Tang Jing!" Chen Hao cried out in his heart, wanting to try to save Tang Jing, but suddenly waking up from the dream for no reason.

"Why did I dream of Tang Jing?" That was Chen Hao's first thought upon waking.

He glanced at Ye Yuqiao, who was soundly asleep in his arms, feeling secretly relieved, thinking if Ye Yuqiao knew he had dreamed of Tang Jing, with her sensitive nature, she might be jealous for days.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and go back to sleep, he suddenly felt his eyes were somewhat moist.

Puzzled, he reached out to touch his face, only to realize he had shed many tears.

At this, he was surprised, not expecting to be scared by the nightmare he had just had.

In fact, it was his subconscious feeling extremely sad and upset.

And that subconsciousness was from the shadowy figure who had endowed him with a new Yang Spirit.

Because of the three-lifetime bond he shared with Tang Jing, he would indeed sense something when Tang Jing sacrificed herself.

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