In the distance, Elder Qu and the others were worried when they saw how powerful the heavenly lightning was. They wanted to step forward and help Yun Chujiu, but when they were about five miles away from her, they were forced to take a step back by the overwhelming pressure.

Elder Qu could not help but let out a long sigh, “It's over! The heavens is really serious this time. I'm afraid Little Jiu is doomed!”

An Feng gritted his teeth. After weighing the pros and cons, he still reported the situation to Di Beiming! 'His Esteemed Self was far away in the Tianyuan continent. By the time he arrives, Miss Jiu would already be dead. Sigh, so what if she had a heavenly root spirit? Escaping punishment for going against the heavens was impossible!'

The terrifying heavenly lightning struck for a full 10 hours before the dark clouds gradually dispersed. A ray of sunset hung over the horizon. The twilight was heavy, and everything seemed to have returned to normal.

Before everyone could react, a flying spirit tool quickly flew over from the sky. Di Beiming jumped down from it and headed straight for the terrifying deep pit on the ground.

Elder Qu and the others also quickly ran over from afar. Di Beiming's angry but trembling voice came from the deep pit.

“Black Thing! Black Thing! Little Jiu! Where are you?”

“Little Jiu! Answer me! Are you trying to rebel? Answer me quickly!”

“Yun Chujiu, if you don't make a sound, I won't forgive you!”

Everyone's heart sank and they all went down to the bottom of the pit. They saw that the bottom of the pit was charred black. Other than a few pieces of charred clothes, there was no sign of Yun Chujiu.

Di Beiming's eyes were red and the veins on his forehead bulged. He used his hands to dig the soil around him.

Everyone saw the situation and quickly helped. They felt lucky. Maybe Little Jiu was just buried in the soil. Little Jiu would definitely be fine!

The sky gradually darkened. Fortunately, it was a full moon that night so they could clearly see their surroundings.

Di Beiming's hands were already numb from digging. He did not dare to use his spiritual power, nor did he dare to use his spiritual tool. He was afraid that he would accidentally hurt Yun Chujiu who might be buried somewhere! His fingernails were broken and his hands were covered in blood!

An Feng did not dare to persuade him. They had already dug so deep and so wide, but there was still no trace of her. It was likely that she had already been hacked into ashes.

Di Beiming's heart was filled with sorrow and guilt, as if he had been cut off from the outside world. Only by constantly digging could the pain in his hands numb the despair in his heart.

“Prince Charming, when I first saw you, I fell in love at first sight! I stole your clothes because I'm happy for you! I really love you too much!”

“Prince Charming? It's really you, Prince Charming! That's great! I thought I was dreaming just now! Prince Charming, I'm so lucky to see you again. Thank you so much!”

“Prince Charming, you're so good to me! I can't repay you. In the future, you can drink my blood as much as you want, as long as you don't drink me to death!”

“Prince Charming, you have to wash up before you go to sleep. We were caught in the rain just now, it would be unsanitary if we didn't wash up! Just wait, I'll go get some hot water! In a while, I'll personally wash and bathe you!”

“I'm just thick-skinned. I'm just shameless. What can you do to me? I'm going to kiss you now!”

“My Prince Charming, didn't you say that you wouldn't stop me? Then why are you pulling my arm? Let go of me, I'm going to hit the wall!”

“My Prince Charming, don't worry. I haven't slept with you. I won't die!”

The past scenes kept appearing one after another—their flirtatious, shameless, shy, and scenes with deep affection. It was hard to tell where their feelings sprouted. Di Beiming finally understood what Yun Chujiu meant to him at that moment, but was it still too late? 'Little Jiu, where are you?'