Before the Nation-Suppressing Stele, Cao Yuan had already placed his right hand on the hilt at his waist, his eyes filled with the resolve to die.
As one of the witnesses to Time Silhouette, he naturally knew what the stone stele behind him meant to Great Xia. He was not surprised that Lin Qiye had brought them here. Before the other Human Apexes arrived, they had to use every possible means to hold back these four gods... even at the cost of their lives.
Although he did not understand why Lin Qiye had brought only him and An Qingyu, this was no longer the time to think about such things.
Just as Cao Yuan was about to draw his blade, An Qingyu turned around and looked seriously at him.
"What is it?" Cao Yuan looked at him in confusion.
"With this alone, we can never stop these gods."
Cao Yuan froze. "I know... but what else can we do?"
"Cao Yuan, do you trust me?"
"I do." Cao Yuan did not hesitate in the slightest.
"Next, I'm going to do something very bad..." An Qingyu stared into his eyes. "Forgive me."
Before Cao Yuan could react, An Qingyu reached for the hilt of the straight blade at his waist, seized the hand Cao Yuan had placed on it, and forcefully pulled it free.
Clang—!
The soft ring of the blade was swallowed by the whistling wind and snow.
An Qingyu gripped Cao Yuan's hand, while Cao Yuan's hand held the straight blade.
Under Cao Yuan's shocked gaze, An Qingyu aimed the blade at Cao Yuan's chest. Its edge sliced through his flesh and stabbed straight toward his heart!
An Qingyu's gaze was incomparably calm.
Cao Yuan looked at him in bewilderment. Just as the blade was about to pierce his