Wang Xuan could feel his heart in his mouth. Then, suddenly, he leaped forward and grabbed Fang Yuzhu. 0

"What are you doing?" Fang Yuzhu looked at him, her hair scattered, her eyes deep, and then she smiled, like a flower bud blooming in the morning glow after the rain, fresh and brilliant.0

She shook her head with a smile and said, "Are you worried I'll jump down? It's not the time yet, not today. If I jump into the sea now and go with it, those people won't let you off easily. They'll come after you."1

"Then I can rest assured, Sister Fang. We still have time, it's not time to despair yet. Let's return to the world first." Wang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, truly afraid that she would leap away.0

"Then why don't you let go?" Fang Yuzhu looked at him, transcendent and stunning. She turned around, no longer looking at the sea, and walked towards the rusty mothership in the distance.0

Wang Xuan wasn't embarrassed at all. He had saved someone in urgency. What's wrong with holding the hand of a transcendent powerhouse? It's better than dancing with Old Zhang at the Three Fright Stack. He let go after walking for a while.0

The Transcendent Light Sea receded, coming from nothingness and going to the unknown. The decline of mythology was inevitable,...0