The Door of Life and Death floated in the center of the Immortal Banquet Platform. Due to the counterforce of intense spiritual energy, the door was tightly shut. Only now did Er’er see the keyhole on it, shaped like a tiger’s mouth, containing the light of countless stars.

It looked very similar to the starry sky she had seen within the Fate Lock.

When trapped inside the Fate Lock, Taihe Xianshi had said he didn’t want her to leave. She couldn’t understand why at the time, but standing here now, she felt somewhat emotional.

The power of foresight could serve as the key to the Door of Life and Death, enabling resurrection. With the Fate Lock destroyed, she was the only one left who could open this door.

The master had foreseen this, which was why he had been so heavy-hearted when advising her back then.

Rubbing her small face, Er’er reached out to the Queen Mother of the West: “Your Majesty has already prepared something, hasn’t she?”

The Queen Mother was momentarily stunned, then somewhat embarrassedly took out a silk-wrapped package from her sleeve.

Opening it revealed fragments of the broken Fate Lock.

“This is all that’s left,” she sighed. “Li Ye destroyed quite a bit when he broke the Fate Formation.”

Taking them and counting carefully, Er’er sat cross-legged on the ground and began forming hand seals.

The surrounding immortals watched her intently with serious expressions, fearing she might make some aggressive move. However, as they continued watching, several immortals were astonished.

She was using the Gen clan’s transformation technique to repair the Fate Lock!

The soil transformed shape following the light at her fingertips, filling in the missing parts of the Fate Lock. In less than half an hour, a convincing replica of the Fate Lock was completed.

“What use is this?” The Supreme God of the Kan clan couldn’t help but speak. “The reason the Fate Lock can open the Door of Life and Death is because of the prophetic celestial dome inside. Even if you create its shape, without the formation, it’s no different from scrap metal.”

Ignoring him, Er’er arranged the Fate Lock and then stretched lazily.

She looked up toward the horizon.

Today there was sunlight. Warm light pierced through the clouds, making her pupils look like brown crystal. If the world were at peace, gathering with three or five good friends to fish by the river, enjoying the breeze, and chatting idly, would be a pleasant pastime.

If she could also drag Li Ye to the market, coax him into buying her candied hawthorns, and show him fire-breathing acrobats, his expression would surely be amusing.

With eyes full of yearning light, Er’er smiled and sighed, then lowered her gaze.

She rose, holding the repaired Fate Lock, and walked toward the Door of Life and Death.

Behind her, commotion erupted. Many immortals rushed to the Queen Mother’s side, anxiously whispering questions.

The Queen Mother stood pale-faced, as if hearing nothing, staring fixedly at Er’er.

Shamefully, more than feeling heartache for this young girl, the Queen Mother most feared that she would change her mind. Until she witnessed Er’er commit herself to the Fate Lock with her own eyes, she wouldn’t be at ease.

With heaven and earth on the verge of collapse, Er’er was the final hope. But she could completely refuse this responsibility, avoid sacrificing her life.

People are inherently selfish. Especially with the precedent of the Fate Diviner, even if Er’er were more upright, the Queen Mother still felt uneasy.

The purple and gold skirt swept across the floating island in the center of the Immortal Banquet Platform. Er’er walked to a spot three zhang away from the Door of Life and Death, then suddenly stopped.

The Queen Mother’s heart instantly rose to her throat. She couldn’t help stepping forward, saying somewhat anxiously: “Rest assured, after you go, I will ensure that temples are dedicated to you in both the Ninth Heaven and the mortal realm. No one will forget you.”

With a gentle smile, Er’er turned back: “Don’t panic, Your Majesty. I’m not going to change my mind.”

The Queen Mother watched her nervously.

“I just suddenly remembered that Li Ye has quite a temper,” she took out the Mirror of Flowers and Moon and gently placed it at her feet.

She needed to tell him this was her own choice, otherwise these immortals would inevitably suffer his wrath.

Continuing forward, Er’er waved behind her: “I was a mortal who became an immortal. When a mortal perishes, there’s always a time of rebirth. Tell him not to be too anxious. I like him so much, I will come back to find him.”

The Queen Mother listened in a daze, her eyes finally reddening.

Mortals were said to always have the cycle of reincarnation, but with her manner of death, even the netherworld would not receive her.

She herself probably understood this clearly, but still wanted to leave Li Ye something to hope for.

As far as they could see, the young girl turned around, waved at them, and then transformed into a wisp of smoke, entering the repaired Fate Lock.

The Fate Lock rose shakily and flew toward the Door of Life and Death.

Although Er’er possessed the power of foresight, she was not the original prophetic celestial dome. So upon entering the Fate Lock, she could only rely on memory to transform herself into the shape of the celestial dome.

However, after the Fate Lock entered the tiger-mouth keyhole, she discovered that her vague impression of the celestial dome had too many stars misaligned with the actual keyhole. She could only adjust them one by one.

This task was extremely tedious. As she carefully arranged them, before long, she spotted Taihe Xianshi among the stars.

He seemed unable to see her, merely holding his whisk brush as he stepped out of the Door of Life and Death.

The words “Master” were on the tip of her tongue, but Er’er swallowed them, smiling foolishly before working even faster.

Senior Sister Yan Cha, Senior Brother Meng Wan, Kan Ze, Gen Qi, Qian Tian, the Gods of Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning, the Four Seasons Deities, the Earth Lord… they appeared one after another through the gaps between the stars she moved. The faster she worked, the quicker they walked.

As she corrected the final piece of starry sky, the Fate Diviner appeared.

Without thinking, before he could step out of the Door of Life and Death, Er’er pushed him back with one swipe.

That felt good.

The celestial dome was completely aligned with the stars in the keyhole. Intense white light burst forth from the celestial dome she had become. Er’er knew she had completed her task, but the ripping pain came without warning. She gritted her teeth, suddenly feeling like crying.

Her father emperor, had said she would become an extraordinary immortal, but her extraordinariness seemed to have arrived over eight hundred years late.

At least she hadn’t wasted the mortal realm’s worship.

The white light submerged her brows and eyes. All sounds disappeared from her ears. Er’er sighed, turning to ashes along with the shattered Fate Lock.

Suddenly, heaven and earth trembled violently.

Li Ye was rescuing Xin Wu, his Phoenix-Slaying Blade just pointing to the ground, when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

The earth shook and mountains trembled. People around him staggered, but he stood straight, inexplicably glancing toward the Immortal Island.

What had happened?

“Be careful,” Xin Wu shouted to him while protecting the soul-nurturing lamp.

Sharp immortal energy brushed past the edge of his robe. Li Ye dodged sideways and steadied himself: “I need to return.”

His expression didn’t look good. Xin Wu dared not delay him further. After putting away the soul-nurturing lamp, he drew his hand and joined Li Ye in cutting a bloody path through, then hurried toward the Queen Mother’s Immortal Island.

The world, which had been without rain for so long, suddenly experienced a heavy downpour.

As soon as Li Ye set foot on the Immortal Island, he was drenched. He was stunned for a moment, looking up at the sky in confusion.

The deity in charge of rain had perished, and even the Heavenly Gate was destroyed. Where did this rain come from?

The raindrops passed through the clouds, falling drip by drip toward the drought-stricken, dying mortal realm.