Yu Yao's figure slightly hesitated, and she remained silent.
She raised her eyes to the distance, where several children were drinking and joking around.
The night mist and Bai Cang, Mo Yan, speak to each other with wine, a scene of joy.
Her gaze fixated on the night mist and several children, filled with reluctance.
However, as a task force member, she cannot stay in this world forever.
"All right, I understand. I will choose an appropriate time to leave this realm."
She responded complexly to the system, and a trace of imperceptible sorrow flashed through her eyes.
In the following days, Yu Yao began to deliberately reduce her contact with people around her.
Each time she faced the gentle eyes of Nightingale that could drown a person, she couldn't help but feel her eyes brimming with tears, and she had to hastily turn her head away, afraid that she would grow even more reluctant to leave.
Nightingale sensed her abnormality, furrowing his brow and worriedly asking, "Yao Er, you seem to have some concerns lately. What's wrong?"
Yu Yao looked at him, forcing a smile, "Nothing, don't worry about it. I'm just a bit tired."
She dared not look directly into Nightingale's eyes, afraid she might blurt out the truth unintentionally.
However, how could Nightingale believe that he tightly held her hand and sincerely said, "Yao Er, we are married. No matter what happened, you can always tell me."
Yu Yao fell silent, she didn't know how to start.
Nightingale is an evil god, immortal, and she cannot stay in this realm forever.
Biyun, Yaoguang, and Luofeng also discovered their mother's abnormality.
Biyun asked with concern, "Mother, are you not feeling well? Or do you have something on your mind?"
She touched his head and said, "Biyun, don't worry, mother is fine."
But the children still sensed the unspoken sorrow in their mother's heart.
Finally, Yu Yao, on a quiet night, when the moonlight poured like water over the earth.
Yu Yao quietly got up, her movements very light, afraid to wake up her sleeping family.
She quietly walked to the bedside, looking at Nightingale and the children's peaceful sleeping faces, feeling very reluctant. Uncontrollably, tears slipped down her cheeks.
She slowly bent down, gently placed a kiss on their foreheads, the kiss filled with boundless love and reluctance.
She bit her lips, lying back next to Nightingale, leaning against his chest, "Tongtong, withdraw my soul from this realm."
"All right, host."
The system's voice rings out, carrying a hint of joy.
The next morning, the sunlight shone through the window and fell on the bed.
Nightingale woke up lazily, moved his body, and suddenly realized that the person in his arms had no breath.
Nightingale sat motionless on the bed, his eyes empty, as if his soul had been taken. For a moment, he couldn't accept the reality before him.
He tremblingly extended his hand, gently touched Yu Yao's face, which was once warm but now had become cold, like the most frosty ice edges of winter, piercing his heart.
"Yao'er..."
His voice was hoarse, filled with boundless sorrow, echoing in the quiet room.
This voice woke up Biyun, Yaoguang, and Luofeng. They saw their father in a daze, a sense of ominous premonition welling up in their hearts.
When their gaze fell upon Yu Yao, time seemed to stand still.
Biyun's eyes immediately filled with tears, and the tears overflowed, "Mother... mother!"
He threw himself onto the bedside, shaking his mother's body, hoping she had just fallen asleep.
Yaoguang covered her mouth and silently wept.
Luofeng tightly clenched her fist, her eyes filled with disbelief, "Why? What is this? Why was she okay last night?"
The entire Bieluo Taiping was enveloped in sorrow, and the music no longer melodious, and the petals no longer flying. Where was once lively, now silence was terrifying.
Nightingale held Yu Yao's cold body tightly, unwilling to let go for a long time.
His lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but was choked by endless grief.
The news soon spread, and the Heavenly Emperor, upon hearing it, remained silent for a long time. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
He arrived with a multitude of immortals, and each person's face was etched with grief.
Bai Cang and Yu Lu Xian Ji brought Bai Si hurriedly.
Bai Cang saw Yu Yao's appearance, his eyebrows knitted tightly together, and his eyes were filled with sorrow and disbelief.
Yu Lu Xian Ji went to the children's side, embraced them in her arms, and softly sobbed.
The demon lord Mo Yan also came with Mo Lin. He looked at Nightingale, sighing heavily.
How could someone suddenly perish without any signs?
The Heavenly Emperor walked to Yu Yao's side, used his divine powers to check, but found nothing. He shook his head helplessly, filled with regret.
"Nightingale, console yourself and follow the changes. She has already left, and no matter how sorrowful you are, it will not help. After the funeral is over, bury her divine body in the Chaos Sea."
The Heavenly Emperor said with a complex expression.
The Chaos Sea is the final destination for all divine beings, but it is not everyone who dies who has the qualifications to be buried there.
At least, one must have a certain status in the heavens and obtain permission from the Heavenly Emperor.
Nightingale held Yu Yao, as if he had not heard anything around him.
His world crumbled in this moment, leaving only the cold body in his arms.
He held her like this, not eating or drinking, not speaking a word, as if he had lost all vitality.
After a long while.
He moved his lips, his voice hoarse, "No need, the Chaos Sea is so lonely, she wouldn't like it there."
The crowd fell silent upon hearing Nightingale's words. The atmosphere was suffocating.
The Heavenly Emperor frowned slightly, but also understood Nightingale's persistence, for his love for Yu Yao was as deep as the sea.
"Nightingale, since you don't want to bury her in the Chaos Sea, where should you take her?"
Bai Cang walked forward and gently patted his shoulder, asking with a complex expression.
Nightingale did not turn back, only gently stroking the cold face of his Yao'er, with deep affection in his eyes.
"I will take her to the Bottomless Abyss of Demons, where we first met. I will stay there, by her side, until I perish."
His voice was very light, as if making a vow.
Demon Lord Mo Yan furrowed his brow, "Nightingale, the Bottomless Abyss of Demons has too much magic energy. If you place her there, her divine body will be corroded."
Nightingale looked at the demon lord Mo Yan, shaking his head slightly: "It won't happen. I will use my power to protect her. It's my source of power, and I can keep her safe."
Biyun, Yaoguang, and Luofeng walked forward. Biyun said, "Father, we will go with you."
Nightingale shook his head: "It's not suitable for you there. You are gods, and the magic energy of the Bottomless Abyss of Demons will harm you."
Yaoguang's eyes were filled with tears: "But Father, we want to accompany you and Mother."
Nightingale gently stroked Yaoguang's head: "Child, you have your own life and missions. The time I had with your mother, let me cherish it alone."
Luofeng bit his teeth: "Father, we don't want to be separated from you."
Nightingale's eyes softened: "We are not separated. I just want to go and accompany your mother. You can always come to the edge of the Bottomless Abyss of Demons to see us, but do not go in."
After saying this, Nightingale held Yu Yao and flew towards the Bottomless Abyss of Demons.
In the Bottomless Abyss of Demons, the countless demons seemed to sense their master's return, surging and rolling in waves, and their cries resounded throughout the sky.
Nightingale slowly descended, holding Yu Yao, the black magic energy around him seemed to form a wave of black giants, automatically separating into a path, as if welcoming their master.
"Father, you must take care of yourself."
Biyun shouted loudly, his voice choked.
Nightingale looked back at the children, nodding slightly: "Live well and don't be overly sorrowful for my mother and me."
Demon Lord Mo Yan looked at Nightingale's back, his expression filled with sighs, and said to Bai Cang beside him, "He is likely never to come out again. What a devoted man."
Bai Cang sighed, "Yes, he left the Bottomless Abyss of Demons for the little divine daughter. Now, because of her death, he returns to the Bottomless Abyss of Demons, only hoping that he can fulfill his wishes there."
Nightingale arrived at a quiet place deep in the Bottomless Abyss of Demons, where jagged rocks surrounded him, emanating an ominous atmosphere.
An ancient palace stood amidst it, pitch-black and resembling a sleeping giant beast.
The surroundings were surrounded by strange magic flowers, those flowers were colorful, but they emanated a sense of danger. The petals shone in the darkness with a strange light.
He gently placed Yu Yao on the bed of Ten-Thousand-Year Frost Ice in the palace, that Frost Ice bed exuding a whiff of chill, a thin layer of frost condensed around it.
Nightingale's movements were gentle, as if he feared to disturb Yu Yao's beautiful dream.
"Yao'er, here, we are the only ones. Nothing can separate us."
Nightingale bent down to kiss her face, his voice choked, tears had already streamed down his face.
The tears dropped on Yu Yao's face and slid down slowly, like the unforgettable love between them, eternal and unchanging.
The Cloud Sea Palace in the heavens, clouds and mist swirled around.
Cuan Yuan Shen Jun, upon hearing about Yu Yao's death, felt his heart was being torn apart. However, he did not go to see her, nor did he try to compete with Nightingale for her body.
He knew that he had no qualifications and that Yu Yao would not like him to do so.
His feelings for Yu Yao never faded, but were always buried deep within his heart.
While she was alive, he still held a faint illusion, but now that she is dead, his heart has died with her.
Since then, Cuan Yuan has been secluded in the Cloud Sea Palace and has not appeared in front of anyone.
Yu Yao did not know about all this.
Now, she had entered another dimension and begun a new journey of the unknown.
