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Golden light burst forth from the Rakshasa Bird, and wherever it touched, the thick, inky Gui Xu Qi instantly dissolved without a trace. All the Gui Xu Qi flowed back like a receding tide, and the gap of the Guixu Gate slowly closed with a piercing shriek.
The tremors of the snow mountain gradually subsided, and the clouds in the sky dispersed; the Eclipse had been completed. Shi Xu Elder stumbled and turned to flee, but the Rakshasa Bird was faster. It dove down suddenly, its golden claws easily tearing apart the cornered Shi Xu Elder.
"I... was deceived... the void... is not rebirth..." Shi Xu Elder exhaled his last breath, his eyes filled with madness and fervor gradually dimming, dying within a lie that had finally come to an end.
Then, the Rakshasa Bird circled around before slowly landing in front of Shen Tong. Its eyes met Shen Tong's, and within those golden pupils lay all the truths and secrets of the world. Shen Tong felt as if her soul was being pierced by that gaze, memories of her entire life flashing before her like a revolving lantern.
After a moment, the Rakshasa Bird gently nodded its head, flapped its wings, and transformed into countless golden specks of light that scattered atop the ancient snow mountain. Those light particles fell upon Lin Mingchang and Fang Zigui, immediately dispelling the Gui Xu Qi within them, causing the black patterns in their eyes to fade away.
At that moment, Shen Tong's Right Eye with its golden vertical pupil also vanished; she could see again. No longer was it a chaotic gray-white or the essence of this world. Instead, it was the real world—filled with stars in the sky, sacred snow mountains, and vibrant human life.
A month later, the earth-shattering struggle on Yulong Snow Mountain felt like a distant dream. "Tomorrow I can remove the stitches; my wound has basically healed completely," Fang Zigui said as he changed Lin Mingchang's bandages with a smile. "I've been feeling much better these days; my ribs no longer hurt with every step."
Lin Mingchang lowered his pant leg and softly said, "If it weren't for Mu Qing that night, we probably wouldn't have made it down the mountain." Mentioning Mu Qing brought silence to everyone in the room. Mu Qing's sacrifice remained an unresolved regret in their hearts.
After that night ended, it was Lin Mingchang who tied Mu Qing's body to himself with rope. Together with Shen Tong and Fang Zigui supporting each other, they struggled down the mountain slowly. Mu Qing had given them his life; at the very least, they needed to bring him home and give him a proper burial.
Just as they were stumbling halfway down and on the verge of collapse, they encountered Mu Fude who had come up to rescue them; only then did they finally find salvation.
After they left, Xiaoshuang, Liang Qingsong, and Mu Fude returned to Baisha Village together, waiting for news at the foot of the mountain. Mu Fude had also organized several strong villagers to venture into the mountains in search of the villagers and his daughter who had been kidnapped.
They searched for a full two days before finally finding the imprisoned girls and villagers in a hidden cave halfway up the mountain. After the Guixu Gate was sealed, the villagers' strange ailments also disappeared.
At that moment, Liang Qingsong pushed the door open and walked in. It had been getting colder in Lijiang these days; he rubbed his hands together and sat down directly by the stove. Shen Tong quickly poured him a cup of hot tea and handed it to him.
Liang Qingsong thanked her with a smile, took a sip, and said to the others, "I've made all the arrangements. Tomorrow we will go to the foot of the mountain to pay our respects to Mu Qing."
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