The eyes of Qin Song and Long Jiu were filled with disbelief . They heard a strange trace of pain from Meng Qiu's words .
This pain came from the Spirit Tree .
"I have done so much . I desperately want to become the most powerful Spirit Envoy . As I hope that you talk to me more, but you have forgotten about me . I am so unsatisfied . . . I am reluctant . . . . . . why those stupid Spirit Envoys can receive your care, but I can't? Even when I betrayed you, betrayed the Soul World, you are still indifferent . In your eyes, what am I . . . " Meng Qiu's soul had become a bit transparent . He knew that his time was running out . Some words, if not said, could no longer be said .
He didn't care if Long Jiu and Qin Song listened to his own words . He didn't care if they thought of him as a sad loser . He just wanted to get the only answer that had troubled him for thousands of years .
What was he to the Spirit Tree!
However, no one could answer Meng Qiu's doubts, and the vine of the Spirit Tree slowly retracted back .
The vine which was retracted back slowly was like the straw that broke the camel's back . Meng Qiu laid on the ground in exhaustion, and his soul was still slowing dissipating away . His body had become extremely transparent, like the form of tulle; faintly discernible .
Everyone knew that Meng Qiu was dying . This was death's true form . The dissipating of the soul could no longer be restored . He would disappear into the Three Realms forever and ever . There was no reincarnation and left no trace .
Qin Song and Long Jiu fell into silence . Meng Qiu's last words made them realize that Meng Qiu's betrayal was not about the temptation offered by the Upper Realms .
It came from his distorted feelings about the Spirit Tree . He wanted to monopolize the Spirit Tree . The reverent heart slowly changed with the passage of time . It gradually distorted, that even the distortion was beyond his control and finally led him on a path of no return .
At this moment, their hatred for Meng Qiu seemed to have faded a little, sympathy and helplessness floated into their hearts .
Meng Qiu closed his eyes and waited for the advent of his death . He still could not get the answer he wanted . If he died, it would not be contentedly .
Jun Wu Yao looked on in silence at Meng Qiu, who was getting weaker and thinner . Suddenly, he realised that Meng Qiu's actions were similar to those in his dreams .
For the love in his heart, regardless of anything, he would rather be the enemy of the world and carry those curses .
Everyone was waiting for the moment in which Meng Qiu would completely disappear .
The quiet Spirit Tree suddenly trembled, and the dense foliage gave off a rustling sound, even though there was no wind, and it sounded so clearly in this quiet moment .
Suddenly, the leaves that were drenched in light started falling, and there seemed to be a force that gathered the leaves together, layers upon layers, in front of the eyes of Jun Wu Xie and the others, as they gradually transformed into a strange shape with a human appearance .
Suddenly, the light on the leaves blossomed!
A gust of wind rose from the ground and blew away the fallen leaves!
The leaves drifted along with the wind as they are turned into dark green clothes, and a slender figure was revealed from within the leaves and wind .
Dark green hair, contrasted with clear and fair skin, that pair of pale green eyes which were gentle and delicate like a spring breeze; it was a very beautiful yet gentle "person" . No one could tell the gender, but the beautiful 'person' made people drunk with enchantment .
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