Chapter 85: The Encounter of the Female Immortal and the Witch

“Elder Brother, soon…”

“In a little while…”

“Mo Li will return to your side.”

Her soft whispers carried boundless attachment.

Already beyond the Immortal Emperor, having attained a state of transcendence, her ethereal figure exuded an otherworldly aura, with the most perfect Dao Foundation. She gazed down upon the flow of time, quietly observing the changes of the ages.

She lightly raised her hand.

With a casual flick.

The worlds she had shattered fell one by one in order, merging into the growing azure planet.

In this process, some fragments of worlds still retained their instincts, attempting to resist.

But Xu Moli suppressed them once more.

“A world without Elder Brother has no value,” she declared, sealing causality with a single thought, forcing all world fragments to obediently merge into Earth.

How many times had she done this?

Xu Moli didn’t keep count.

Ordinary small worlds were like pebbles on the roadside to her, common and worthless, only useful as nourishment for her brother’s world.

The only one she remembered was the time she severed the Immortal Realm.

The Immortal Realm was too vast, so Xu Moli had to exert a bit more power.

The outcome was good.

The Heavenly Dao and fundamental laws of the Immortal Realm were sealed by Xu Moli, now slowly feeding Earth, nurturing the birth of a planetary consciousness and elevating its status.

Xu Moli aimed to transform Earth into a second Immortal Realm this way.

Perhaps then, she could descend in her true form.

“Boom! Boom!”

The chaos hummed, time stood still.

Her jade-like hand, wielding a blood-stained wooden sword, once again traveled upstream along the River of Time, precisely plucking a massive world from the endless droplets of worlds and shattering it.

Xu Moli repeated this endlessly.

As if tireless.

World after world was shattered by her, their inhabitants tossed into Earth, forming various Boundary Ruins.

In this process, most beings fled, falling into other world droplets within the River of Time.

Xu Moli didn’t stop them.

Her main target was the world fragments.

Those who escaped, whether cultivators or demon beasts, Xu Moli paid no mind.

Her entire being, her sole thought, was to return to her brother’s side.

The heavens trembled.

All realms shook.

Xu Moli walked against the flow of time on the River of Time, traversing the chaos across space and time. After an unknown period, her steps suddenly halted.

Her brows furrowed, her deep eyes flashing with surprise.

Xu Moli saw something utterly bizarre.

Ahead of her, at the other end of the River of Time, emerged a figure no less grand than her.

From a mortal’s perspective, it was a girl with long silver-gray hair.

From Xu Moli’s perspective, it was the embodiment of countless supreme laws.

Symbolizing the Beginning of All Things.

Representing the End of All Things.

“What is this…?” Xu Moli had never arrogantly believed she was the only supreme being in the boundless chaos.

But she never expected to encounter someone like this, doing the same thing.

Ding—

A gentle tap.

The expressionless silver-gray witch, holding an ordinary magic staff, calmly walked through the chaotic currents, crossing infinite and diverse barriers, tapping and dropping magical worlds one by one.

Her technique was exceptionally refined, or perhaps her authority was too supreme.

Each tap.

Each drop.

It was less like the witch’s doing and more like the worlds willingly shattered.

Some beings within were transferred into the witch’s staff, others drifted with the shattered worlds, merging into Earth through a strange spatial transfer.

On the surface, this fusion was far more delicate than Xu Moli’s.

Somehow.

Xu Moli felt a sense of being outdone.

The pristine Female Immortal, unbothered by such things, was more concerned with the other’s purpose: “Who are you?”

Xu Xi was the Female Immortal’s bottom line.

Since Xu Xi was on Earth, indirectly, Earth was also her bottom line.

Xu Moli couldn’t accept another supreme being targeting Earth.

“Me…?”

In the chaos, echoes reverberated.

A simple voice stirred countless ripples.

As if just noticing Xu Moli’s presence, the witch looked up, revealing a delicate face, expressionless, exuding an indescribable divine supremacy.

Xu Moli silently gripped her sword hilt.

Ready to fight at any moment.

However.

The other’s response made Xu Moli lower her killing intent, even feeling confused.

“I’m… looking for someone…”

“Want… very much… to be with…”

The fragmented voice was so calm, yet anyone could sense the suppressed emotions and deep longing within.

The Female Immortal was stunned: “Could it be you too?”

Cressa tilted her head: “Too?”

In that moment, in that instant.

The Female Immortal and the witch seemed to understand why the other was here, for their thoughts and actions were the same.

But were the ones they waited for the same?

The Female Immortal cautiously asked who Cressa was waiting for.

Both were supreme beings of equal strength.

Xu Moli couldn’t see through the other’s causality, nor trace her time, only faintly sensing that the other was an eternal supreme from another multiverse.

Cressa replied: “My mentor, my salvation, my sun, the one who taught me all the light of humanity.”

Xu Moli understood, the one the witch waited for was not the same as hers.

Her brother was a cultivator.

Who died before her eyes.

The one the witch spoke of was clearly a mage from another time, with an intimate connection to her.

It was just a coincidence that both supreme beings waited for someone on Earth.

Thinking this.

The Female Immortal let down her guard.

Returning to her previous calm demeanor, she walked through time once more, selecting suitable cultivation worlds.

Perhaps out of sympathy for the witch, with a touch of shared sorrow.

Before leaving.

To go further.

The Female Immortal kindly reminded her that through the method of Consciousness Projection, one could accompany their loved ones even if their true form couldn’t descend.

“Why don’t you use it?” Cressa asked, puzzled.

“I…” Xu Moli fell silent, ultimately saying nothing, and left alone.

She still couldn’t let go of the past.

Feeling she had caused her brother’s death.

The witch watched the distant figure, sensing secrets within her heart, but she didn’t care, only wanting to project her consciousness and be with her mentor.