A Promise Worth a Thousand Gold, Get Down Here and Die

Following Chen Wen's pointing finger, everyone saw a corpse nailed to the stone of Fate Suppression Mountain.

At the sight, quite a few fell silent.

Should they praise Chen Wen for being loyal and righteous, or call him foolish?

Honestly, wasting such an opportunity on this was far too regrettable.

If Chen Wen had asked for a strand of Fate Momentum, or even something more beneficial, perhaps he could have soared into the heavens in a single leap.

Yet at the same time, many wore deeply conflicted expressions.

Because all of this proved that Chen Wen was a man of feeling and righteousness.

Such people were exceedingly rare.

It also proved that the Ye Clan had been right to stand behind Chen Wen all along.

At that thought, they quietly sighed again.

To be honest, they were beginning to envy the Ye Clan.

The Colossal Shadow paused before asking, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure," Chen Wen answered.

"Then as you wish."

With that, the Colossal Shadow waved a hand.

The corpse nailed to Fate Suppression Mountain turned into a stream of light and shot toward Chen Wen.

The instant Chen Wen saw it, he immediately dispersed the power around and within him, then stretched out both hands.

The next moment, the corpse landed smoothly in his palms.

Though the skeletal remains were already extremely light, Chen Wen found them incomparably heavy.

"Kid, keep working hard. I hope there will come a day when we meet again."

The Colossal Shadow looked at Chen Wen and spoke slowly.

The moment his words fell, his figure gradually faded away, as did Fate Suppression Mountain in the depths of space.

Gradually, heaven and earth returned to calm.

At that moment, the Destiny Suppression Order vanished completely as well.

Chen Wen drew a deep breath