Today's third update: Chapter 3723! 3/4!
The Great Elder had witnessed the glory of the Winged Race.
He had watched with his own eyes as this race multiplied and thrived beneath the Angel Race's protection, secured a place in the Myriad Races Sequence, and proudly spread its white wings during that long-gone golden age.
He had also personally lived through the Winged Race's decline.
He had led his people in a desperate escape from the Asura Race's slaughtering blades. He had watched tens of thousands of former compatriots vanish one after another beneath the shadow of the "Evil" plan. He had watched their population plummet by eighty percent, watched the glory of their former S-tier Sequence slowly peel away, weather into dust, and return to the earth amid the tides of the era.
He had placed all his hopes on Yun Zhilan—the child who bore forbidden blood and a tragic past, yet had still grown up with stubborn determination.
That had been the Winged Race's final and only spark of hope.
And now, that spark had been casually snuffed out before his eyes by a girl barely twenty years old.
He had witnessed a race rise.
He had experienced a race fall.
He had guarded the race's remaining embers and struggled on until this day.
Yet he still had to—
Witness the death of his race with his own eyes.
Hear with his own ears the final funeral bell tolling for him, for Yun Zhilan, for these more than four hundred elite clansmen, and for every wandering heroic soul upon this ruined star island.
For an old man who had lived for centuries and poured his entire life into the continuation of his race—
How cruel.
Xu Caiyi watched him quietly.
There was no pity on her youthful face,