The empress was still a pitiful little child and was adopted by me

"I've been waiting for you for eons of years."

This is true detachment, because the appearance of that figure made Mo Qianqian doubt the truth of the world.

He could blast the strength of the Ten Thousand Realms at will, and at this moment, it was as if all the clouds had dissipated and he had become a mortal.

The three thousand avenues all surrendered at its feet, and even the strongest avenues looked bleak.

Mo Qianqian knows that this is real detachment, and the difference of one step is a world of difference.

In front of such a strong man, there is no need to think about resisting at all, and there is no need to think about running away.

The gap between half-step detachment and detachment is even more outrageous than that of mortals to immortal emperors!

"You are.... Cher?

Because this figure couldn't see the appearance clearly, and he couldn't hear the sound, Mo Qianqian couldn't help asking.

Detachment is the only thing that exists, could he be Cher?

"What do you say?"

The illusory figure spoke.

"I....."Mo Qianqian was silent for a while: "I guess you may not." Consciously

told Mo Qianqian that the detachment in front of him was not Xue'er.

If it were Cher, she wouldn't have spoken to herself like that.

But since he's not Cher, who is he?

To yourself and Cher, are you friend or foe?

"Who are you?"

Even Mo Qianqian, who had a very high mind, couldn't help but ask.

In the dialogue with the Heavenly Dao, he understood one thing, endless epochs have passed, and except for that mysterious detachment, no one can reach the half-step transcendence realm.

Mo Qianqian is unique and special.

According to Tiandao's guess, Xue'er, who he can't see through, should be the only detachment, but now, it doesn't seem to be?

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's who you are."

The voice rang out again.

"I'm Mo Qianqian, a minor monk in the mortal world, who are you?"

"Oh? Friar? You're not a minor friar, my Emperor.

Mo Qianqian frowned slightly, the detachment in front of him, the tone was too strange!

His title of Heavenly Emperor is just a title in the Red Dust Realm, what is it for supreme transcendence?

This detachment, as if it were a neuropathy?

"I'm here to find my wife."

Mo Qianqian turned his head and looked at the illusory figure of Xiaoxue behind him, with deep longing in his eyes.

"As the only detachment, you should know, how is Xue'er doing now?"

Mo Qianqian asked again, he wanted to know Xiaoxue's current condition and whether she was okay.

After all, he had promised her that he would find her.

"She's dead, and the transcendent Dao Fruit has come to naught, just to save you."

The ethereal figure replied slowly.

"What? You say she's dead?

When Mo Qianqian heard this, he was stunned.

Xiaoxue actually died? How could she die?

At least a half-step detachment level, how could she die?

To save yourself?

"What the hell is going on?"

Mo Qianqian stretched out his hand and touched Xiaoxue's figure, although he couldn't touch it, but he felt that Xiaoxue was beside him.

"Do you want to hear a story? A very distant story. Transcendent

opened his mouth, and his mood fluctuations at the moment were sensed by Mo Qianqian.

It turns out that the only detachment, is there also emotional fluctuations?

"What's the story?"

Mo Qianqian asked hoarsely, his voice choked.

Xiaoxue turned out to be dead, and he didn't want to believe it anyway.

"A long time ago, at the beginning of heaven and earth, the universe was not formed, there was a wilderness, there was nothing, and the way of heaven was never born."

Detachment slowly recounted what he knew.

"One day, a sword light fell from the void and inserted it in this wild land, and some people pursued transcendence, came here, and found this new universe where transcendence could be born in the future."

"They open up the world, enlighten sentient beings, create order, deduce the avenue... This

is an ancient history, and it was mentioned by transcendence, which made Mo Qianqian frown slightly.

Is this him?

"I don't know how long it has been, and the person with the title of Heavenly Emperor has begun to impact the transcendence realm."

"But I didn't expect that his impact failed, and his aura scattered to the heavens and the earth, and he fell because of it."

"And a silly girl who has been following him does not hesitate to give up the detachment in front of him and collect his true spirit in reincarnation."

"Billions of epochs have passed, and although she has found his true spirit, she has also been wiped out of her transcendent soul in endless reincarnation."

"In order to protect him, she exhausted the last trace of true spirit and sealed it in reincarnation, while she herself was eternally sleeping in this world."

Detachment said slowly, but Mo Qianqian couldn't help but clench his fists.

This story is about him!

It turned out that Xue'er sacrificed herself to save him.

"I once asked her, is it worth it to give up detachment and sacrifice yourself to save a dead man? Do you know how she answered? Suddenly

, this mysterious detachment sneered a few times.

Mo Qianqian didn't speak, he closed his eyes in pain.

"Huh."

Detachment continued to taunt, and then spoke, "She said, she does." "

She likes you, he loves you, she is willing to give everything for you, detachment, she is not rare!"

When he said this, Mo Qianqian clearly felt that the mood fluctuations of detachment were very unstable, and the surrounding void was trembling.

"What do I need to do to save her?"

Mo Qianqian took a deep breath, calmed his mood, and asked seriously.

"Hahaha..."

However, when he heard Mo Qianqian's words, Transcendence laughed out loud.

This laughter is full of mockery and contempt!

"In the past, in order to save you, she was willing to fall into reincarnation, and used her death in exchange for your life, if you want to save her, then use your death to exchange her life!"

A detached voice came out, full of coldness and murder!

"I am willing to use my life to obtain the hope of her life."

Mo Qianqian raised his head, his expression was extremely firm, and there was no fear of death in his eyes, but more persistence.

He'd rather die himself than Cher!

"Okay, in that case, then you should die!"