Prince Bai Bao laughed heartily.
"Exactly! Exactly!
"This is the memory brought forth by the bloodline, a container forged from the knowledge within memory!
"Hahaha, these two containers have roused everyone to agitation!
"Guqing, all those like you, who've cultivated to Sequence Six but are blocked at the container's threshold, are watching these two containers!"
Jing Guqing smiled and could imagine, within realms of dreams, in the royal courts, disciples of princes, upon seeing Wang Chonghui, how fervent their hearts, eyes, and hands would be, how they would wish to plunge into the world, drink the prince's blood to their fill!
...
In Yishui City.
Wang Chonghui's body stood amidst the wind and snow, atop the insect tide, already starting to disintegrate!
His hair fell away, carried off by the wind and snow.
His scalp, skin of his face, eyeballs, and nose all crumbled away, as if in a hallucination, transforming into myriad insects, merging into the insect tide.
