The moment Celeste Grant sacrificed herself, Nina Kaye’s body emitted a golden light.

Her figure slowly condensed into a faceted Seven-Colored Crystal Stone. In that instant, an immense energy swept through the Cultivation World as the power of the Heart of Origin shot straight into the sky. Everyone in the entire Cultivation World witnessed this scene.

"What is that?"

"What’s happening?"

"Look! The energy fluctuations are so powerful."

"What is she doing?"

"A sacrifice... That’s a sacrifice."

At that moment, the cultivators of the Immortal and Demonic Paths still didn’t understand what was going on. Only a select few recognized that Celeste Grant was sacrificing herself.

Just then, the Seven-Colored Crystal Stone that had become the Heart of Origin shot up and merged into Celeste Grant’s body.

At the same time, Celeste Grant’s body slowly lifted off the ground, carried into the air by an unseen force. She hovered there, her face pale as her cultivation dissipated. The wind billowed through her aqua-blue dress, making it seem as if she might vanish at any moment.

’I know I’ll soon dissolve and merge with the world,’ Celeste Grant thought. ’In the future, I might be a wisp of wind, a bit of air, a cloud in the sky, or a blade of grass by the roadside. I won’t be dead, just omnipresent, accompanying my son and the others in a different way.’

"Celeste!"

Javier Sinclair let out a guttural scream.

The sound echoed throughout the entire Cultivation World.

In that moment, he could no longer be bothered with stabilizing the world. Javier Sinclair withdrew his power, appeared in the sky in the blink of an eye, and swept her into his arms.

Without his power to stabilize it, it was as if a seal had been broken on the Cultivation World once more. The earth began to tremble, the void rift in the sky widened, and an immense suction force tore across the land.

Hovering in the air, Javier Sinclair held Celeste Grant’s waist with one arm while pressing a finger to her forehead with the other, pouring a ceaseless stream of power into her. He used magic to protect her Primordial Spirit, but even this could only temporarily slow its fragmentation.

He could still see cracks forming on her Primordial Spirit.

"No..."

"Why is this happening? Heavenly Dao, show yourself!"

The voice of the Heavenly Dao echoed from the heavens.

"You cannot save her. It is her fate. All is preordained."

"Her fate... A fine ’fate’ indeed."

’When have I ever believed that!’ Javier Sinclair looked up at the sky. "I refuse to believe it. If fate wants her to die, then I will defy the heavens themselves."

He looked down at the woman in his arms, his hand gently caressing her face. "It’s alright. I won’t let you die." As he spoke, he raised a hand before his eyes, holding his fingers together. "Celeste, I will save you, no matter the cost. If fate wants you to die, then I will have you live."

With him as the epicenter, the immense Power of Laws surged through the Cultivation World. His robes billowed and his long hair whipped in the wind. Javier Sinclair was about to use the Time Reversal Technique to start everything all over again.

The Heavenly Dao spoke.

"Stop, child. You cannot save her this way. In fact, you will only accelerate the collapse of the Cultivation World. This world is newly born, and its Dao is not yet complete. Moreover, it is already in peril; it cannot withstand such powerful magic."

Perhaps fearing he would not believe, the Heavenly Dao’s voice echoed from the heavens once more.

"If she were native to this world, the Time Reversal Technique might have saved her. But she is not from this world. If you defy the heavens and forcefully use the Time Reversal Technique to go back and start everything anew, the woman you meet again will not be her. You would sever your fated bond with her. Not only that, but your child would also vanish from this world because of your actions. Are you sure that is what you want to see?"

At this, Javier Sinclair’s hand trembled slightly.

Even if the sky were falling, Javier Sinclair would typically remain impassive. But now, his eyes were rimmed with red. His face turned pale, as if drained of all color.

Javier’s face was dark with fury. "That woman, Jocelyn Grant—she died so many times and still came back to life, didn’t she? Why can’t my wife?!"

’Is it just because she’s not from this world?’

In his arms, Celeste Grant weakly lifted her gaze to Javier Sinclair, her eyes resting on his face. Her hand trembled as she gently caressed his cheek, then finally took hold of his fingers.

Celeste Grant looked at him and gently shook her head.

"You can’t."

’He really is powerful.’

’With his cultivation, Javier Sinclair really could start everything over. But there are too many uncertainties. Just as the Heavenly Dao said, the person he’d meet again might not be me. And our son... how could I bear to let our grown son vanish from this world just for my sake?’

"I love you, and I love our son."

"I can’t lose either of you."

Javier Sinclair remained silent.

’He was right. Never mind Celeste, he could never harm his own son. That was the child his beloved had borne for him.’ Javier held her, helpless, as tears streamed down his face.

"Celeste... how can I save you?"

"I’m so useless."

’I always prided myself on my power, having roamed the Cultivation World for centuries without a rival. But in the end, I’ve discovered I’m just a slightly stronger mortal. I’m not a god; I can’t do whatever I please. That’s why, when she destroyed her own Primordial Spirit to sacrifice herself, I couldn’t stop her... and I can’t save her.’

Celeste Grant offered him a faint smile, her voice weak. "Don’t cry, Archfiend... It doesn’t look good on you. I still like you better when you’re being sarcastic."

A smile touched Celeste Grant’s lips as she recalled their time together, but tears still streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.

’She really couldn’t bear to leave him.’

"HISS... It hurts so much."

"Archfiend, hold me."

Javier Sinclair’s tears fell uncontrollably.

"Celeste... Celeste."

"Don’t cry... my husband."

As she spoke, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her lips.

At the sight of the blood on her lips, the arms Javier held her with began to tremble.

’What was he to do?’ 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

’What could he do to keep her with him?’

Javier Sinclair looked up at the sky. "Aren’t you the Heavenly Dao? I’m begging you, save her! If someone must be sacrificed to stabilize this world, then take my life. I’m willing to trade my life for hers."

’He never would have believed that one day he would be willing to give up his own life for a woman.’

’He hated his own powerlessness.’

"Please, I’m begging you, save my Celeste."

The heavens and earth trembled.

High in the sky, the void rift had torn open into an endless, swirling black hole, its immense gravitational pull sweeping across the Cultivation World. Cultivators from the Immortal and Demonic Paths could barely keep their footing, and some were helplessly sucked into the air.

On the ground below.

Mr. and Mrs. Grant were also screaming her name, their voices raw with grief.

"Celeste, my daughter!"

"Celeste... don’t..."