A rare magical miracle in the world

For Bailuo to exist, for the hope that I live for him!

Only with such a reason could Ying Mu Yan gather the courage to keep fighting, to keep living.

If one day, even her brother, the very purpose of her existence, denied her.

What then would Ying Mu Yan have left?

"Riiip~~"

"Stop!!"

In Ying Mu Yan's shocked gaze, Bailuo summoned the Book of Yagen, visible only to him and his Miracles, and then stretched out his hand and tore off the magnificently adorned first page.

"I don't lack Miracles."

With force, Bailuo completely tore off the entire page, "I don't lack them now, nor will I in the future!"

He wasn't doing it for Ying Mu Yan to see, and it wasn't a threat.

Bailuo was not a man of indecision; once he made a decision, no matter the cost, he would see it through to the end.

"I don't know who I was in a past life, I am Bailuo, just Bailuo!"

If Ying Mu Yan was simply venting her dissatisfaction, targeting all her anger on him, Bailuo would never do such a thing.

He would bear it, confront it, and more than that, accept the responsibility.

Whether kneeling or apologizing, even if it were to take his life, he wouldn't frown.

As for going to the Eastern Empire, Bailuo wasn't entirely against it.

But Ying Mu Yan had gone too far!

Time and again she pushed Bailuo to his limits, during his moments of hesitation almost driving his sister-in-law, his wife, to a dead end.

She denied the sister-in-law's ideology, denied the very significance of her existence!

"You want to give her a choice, fine, I'll give you two choices too."

"Either kill me here and destroy all my Miracles, then take my corpse back to your Eastern Empire!"

"Or," Bailuo said without a hint of desire to reconcile, "Get out of my Avalon right now!!!"

"I, Bailuo, don't need your esteemed self!"

"Emperor Eternal!!"

"You, cough cough cough!"

Ying Mu Yan trembled, covering her mouth, but when she lowered her hand, her palm was full of fresh blood.

"Eight hundred years!!"

He was the one who betrayed her first, he was the one who abandoned her.

"I waited for you… for eight hundred years…"

Ying Mu Yan's voice became hoarse, tearing the Miracle Object would cause her no harm, but those words of Bailuo cut her like a knife, causing heart-wrenching pain.

'Sister, we will always be together, right?'

The boy leaned on the girl's back, burying his head in her hair, breathing in the comforting scent.

'Of course!'

Ying Mu Yan had never forgotten that oath: 'Unless you don't want me anymore, otherwise, I will always be by your side, protecting you forever.'

'How could I not want my sister?'

The boy wrapped his arms around the girl's neck: 'Because you are my sister!'

"Why?"

"Why?!"

"Cough cough cough cough..."

"Your Majesty!"

Gongsun Wu came to Yatun's side and stepped forward to support her, but Yatun pushed him away, "Don't help me, I'm not dead yet, not dead yet, cough! Cough cough..."

The body that was already straining, due to back-to-back battles in a short time, began to show problems.

Under normal circumstances, Yatun could have easily suppressed it.

But Bailuo's words had completely broken Yatun's defenses; she could suppress it but no longer wanted to.

"It was you who wronged me first, you who betrayed me first!"

Yatun, even though she was injured and on the verge of collapse, was still not someone Bailuo, or the mere Yatun, could contend with.

However, Bailuo's gaze was sharper than any weapon, piercing deeply into Yatun's heart. Find your next read on My Virtual Library Empire

Looking at Isefia, she felt no triumph from cunning schemes, but rather carried a look of sympathy.

As a fellow Miracle Creature, she could imagine the despair and pain Yatun was feeling at this moment.

"Huff~~huff~~~"

Yatun bit down hard on her teeth; her breathing was labored, yet her heart ached even more intensely.

Finally, as though she had made up her mind, Yatun met Isefia's gaze, and the latter was taken aback, as if puzzled by the meaning behind the Empress of the East's expression.

"Fine."

"You really are good!"

Yatun wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, took a deep breath, and straightened up: "To speak to me like this for the sake of a woman."

"Do you really think I would not dare to kill you?"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Yatun shattered the throne behind her.

"What is that?!"

Isefia felt an unprecedented sense of crisis rising within her.

Not just her, but all the Miracle Creatures and Miracle Clan under Bailuo's command felt that instinctual unease.

"A sword?"

It was a sword, akin to the starry cosmos, as if carrying and encompassing infinite worlds, an ancient sword.

"This!"

Isefia instinctively tried to replicate it, but the result was astonishingly unexpected: "How could this be?"

Unable to replicate!

It was not just unrecognized, but there was an issue right at the start of analysis.

It was not that the analysis failed, but rather, analysis was impossible.

This sword exceeded the cognition of the Avalon World; it was a power that transcended the Upper Tier Worlds!

"This is not the power of Emperor Eternal."

"But you still cannot replicate it."

Yatun held the Divine Artifact that merely by its appearance, brought immense pressure to everyone present: "It is a Supreme Tier Miracle Object, the Sword of Genesis that cleaved the heavens and earth, Dawn and Dusk!"

"Supreme Tier..."

Bailuo had only seen one Supreme Tier object before, and that was the Book of Yagen.

But now, Bailuo saw the second one.

"Strange, isn't it, why you can't replicate it, but I can bring it out."

Yatun regained her composure but her eyes were filled with resolve, as if she had made a certain decision: "Upper Tier Miracles cannot interfere with Supreme Tier Miracles, but this is not absolute."

"If the holder of a Supreme Tier Miracle allows it, then an Upper Tier Miracle can borrow the power of the Supreme Tier."