Looking around the building, Qin Yu stepped out. His figure appeared in the skies above the small town, like a shadow, unbothered by the wind and snow everywhere.

He looked down. His eyes pierced through all and he saw Qin Taiping hugging his wife. He occasionally spoke to her in a soft voice and looked up at the building his parents lived in, a worried look on his face.

Qin Qingqing and Qin Anan were discussing how they would play with their grandmother tomorrow so that she would be in a happier mood. They had prepared a great deal of things.

There were also many people in the town who lived their own respective lives. They laughed joyfully and argued with each other.

This was Ning Ling’s dream, but wasn’t it also his dream? But in the end, everyone had to wake up from their dream.

Then, let this dream stay forever in his heart!

Letting out a breath, Qin Yu stepped forward. His figure vanished into smoke, disappearing in the endless white snow.

…

Holy Palace.

On the bed, Qin Yu opened his eyes. After a short period of dazedness his eyes regained their focus. He looked at the pale Yama and cupped his hands together, saying, “Thank you.”

To send his consciousness into Ning Ling’s dream wasn’t easy, especially when it came to maintaining it for such a long time. To be able to spend a life together in a dream with Ning Ling, Yama had been their matchmaker.

Yama lightly coughed. “Holy Monarch helped my Blue Skies Yellow Springs lineage bring back our Samsara treasure. To help you with this was my obligation.”

Qin Yu nodded, not saying much else. Some matters were fine as long as they were remembered in one’s heart. He glanced at You Qi who was standing to the side and said, “How much time has passed?”

You Qi replied, “Your Majesty, it has been four days. The Demon Envoy visited once and said that everything you need has been prepared.”

Qin Yu's thoughts turned. In his soul space, Purple Moon’s calm voice echoed out, “Your Majesty Demon Sovereign, I can begin at any moment.”

“Good!”

Qin Yu shouted out, “Demon Envoy!”

The power of his voice spread through the Holy Palace, reaching every corner.

Soon, the Demon Envoy arrived. He offered up a storage tool and said, “Your Majesty, everything is inside here. Please take a look.”

Qin Yu received the storage tool and searched it with his divine sense. After making sure there was nothing wrong, he said, “I’ve troubled you. Pass down an order that I am temporarily sealing up the Holy Palace. No one is to disturb me.”

Before he could speak further, Yama said, “Your Majesty Holy Monarch, I will bid my farewells first…I hope that you succeed.”

She turned and left.

The Demon Envoy bowed and drew back. Soon after, the Holy Palace was sealed up. A formidable strength twisted space, isolating everything outside.

You Qi held onto Qin Yu’s hand. “Your Majesty, don’t worry, I’m sure you will succeed.” Although he appeared calm, she could still feel the anxiety swirling beneath the surface.

Qin Yu took a deep breath, “Mm.” He looked up. The phantom of a crescent moon appeared. Purple Moon stepped out from the pure and peaceful moonlight.

It was unknown what she did in these past several days, but her aura had completely recovered. At least on the surface she didn’t seem weakened at all.

Welcoming Qin Yu’s curious gaze, Purple Moon said, “Using a certain method I can restore myself to how I was before for a brief period of time. I will need to rest and recover afterwards.”

She spoke casually but Qin Yu knew that this sort of formidable technique absolutely demanded a steep price.

He cupped his hands together and said, “I owe you a great favor.”

Purple Moon’s eyes brightened and she didn’t decline. Didn’t she do all of this to obtain Qin Yu’s acknowledgement? At the very least, she had half-succeeded now. As long as the Witchlife Continuance was smoothly completed, she had a future she could guarantee.

“Pass me all the prepared auxiliary materials.”

Qin Yu handed over the storage tool. Once Purple Moon inspected it she nodded and said, “There’s no problem. After a moment I will arrange the witch race altar and summon the power of darkness to descend. Remember, the instant the altar is completed, you must place the godhead within.”

In the world of his mind, atop the God Imprisoning Altar, the God of Frozen Ice said, “Demon Sovereign, rest assured that since I have made a decision, I will not go back on my word.”

Purple Moon began to move. In a pall of purple moonlight, the materials within the storage tool started to fly out. They rapidly melted together, turning a deep black color.

Thick like ink, large air bubbles constantly popped like boiling water. But what was strange was that not only did the surrounding temperature not rise, it began to fall at an astonishing speed.

Qin Yu flicked his sleeves and You Qi was sent directly out of the hall. Even so, her body was covered with a faint layer of white. Because she had been affected by the cold aura, her face was pale and her hands were gripped tightly together. She anxiously looked at the palace that was rapidly freezing over around her.

Inside the hall, everything was already covered in ice. Qin Yu didn’t move much. Standing there he was like a sun, pushing away all the cold around him.

Purple Moon’s fingers constantly fell down, each movement leaving behind deep traces in the thick liquid that caused ripples to spread outwards.

The ripples spread out in different directions, colliding together and creating smaller fluctuations. It quickly covered the entire inky mess. Soon, within these ripples, the black sticky darkness rose up and gradually took on the appearance of an altar.

At first it was only a rough form, but it soon became much clearer. When the altar fully appeared in front of them, the dark inkiness that formed the altar quickly condensed, like cold ice over a winter river.

The witch race altar had been completed!

Purple Moon’s eyes began to shine. Deep within her eyes, countless runes circulated like bright nebulas.

These runes seemed chaotic and random, but they connected together and formed the image of an upside down altar, the exact same as the witch race altar in front of them.

“Demon Sovereign!”

Qin Yu placed a finger between his eyebrows and light erupted at his fingertips. Then, he slowly drew back his finger. A dazzling long diamond-shaped chain appeared. It released a noble, honored, and dignified aura that swept out in all directions. The cold aura in the surroundings deepened, causing the temperature to wildly fall once more.

In this extreme cold, a white-haired figure appeared. He stepped in front of Qin Yu and after a moment of hesitation, slowly said, “I hope that you don’t disappoint me.”

Pa –

The figure shattered like a bubble.

Whoosh –

The godhead flew out, submerging right into the witch race altar.

Within Purple Moon’s eyes, the altar that was formed by runes began to gently tremble. Then, all of those runes started to burn. A pained expression crossed her face and her aura quickly weakened, as if her strength was being sucked out.

Qin Yu tensed up. At this time Purple Moon shouted out loud, “The sacrificial offerings have been prepared! According to the agreement laid down in ancient times, I ask the power of darkness to descend!”

A drop of darkness appeared in the hall and started to rapidly proliferate outwards. This was a pure darkness without any other attributes.

Strange syllables spread out from the darkness. They were simply impossible to understand, but when these syllables fell into one’s ear, one was clearly able to perceive what they represented.

“Servant of the Lunar Palace, the quality of the sacrificial offerings you have prepared is of the sixth rank; it is insufficient to exchange for my strength. But, in honor of the Lunar Palace’s status, the power of darkness will descend and shelter her for 200 years. However, the power of darkness will give no extra gifts. In 200 years, provide new sacrificial offerings otherwise I will take her soul as my compensation.”

The darkness flowed into Ning Ling’s body like a current of water. Her aura instantly vanished as she was thoroughly isolated from the outside world.

Purple Moon’s face was pale white. “I’m sorry. I had no idea this sort of change would happen.”

Qin Yu drew in a deep breath. He suppressed his racing heart and said, “This has nothing to do with you.”

200 years was more than enough. He would definitely be able to find another sacrificial offering in that period of time as well as undo the punishment of Immortal Origin.

Purple Moon nodded. “I must sleep for some time.” As her voice fell the moon phantom above her head vanished.

In his soul space, Purple Moon seemed to experience a lunar eclipse. She slowly faded away.

The ice in the hall quickly dissipated. You Qi hurried forward and anxiously asked, “Your Majesty, how is sister Ning Ling?”

Qin Yu said, “She’ll be fine for the next 200 years.”

You Qi was overjoyed. With 200 years of preparations, they would definitely be able to solve this problem. She possessed absolute confidence in Qin Yu. As for what the consequences would be if Qin Yu couldn’t find another sacrificial offering by then, she didn’t even think about that because Qin Yu wasn’t the type of person who would allow that to happen.

Qin Yu watched Ning Ling who seemed to be peacefully sleeping in bed. Countless thoughts ran through his head. Finally, he revealed a firm look. He lifted a hand and light surged as a token rapidly condensed. “You Qi, this is a secondary token that can be used to control the Holy Palace. If I am ever not here in the future, you will be the highest wielder of authority of the Holy Palace…protect yourself, and protect Ning Ling.”

You Qi’s eyes widened. “Your Majesty, you…”

Qin Yu passed her the token. “There is no need for you to worry. This is only for a last measure. Now, I have to go and deal with something.”

A cold chill surged in the air!

Throughout all these years, Qin Yu had experienced all sorts of grudges and gratitude with the Immortal Sect. But now Ning Ling’s accident had thoroughly broken past his bottom line.

Between them…only one could live beneath these skies!

Shua –

Qin Yu’s figure flickered and he vanished from sight. In the next moment he appeared in front of the Dao Arena Master. He directly said, “Westgate, I have a plan to destroy the Immortal Sect, but I need you to work together with me.”