Nan Pingtian's body stiffened, and when he turned his head, he saw a familiar face.
Su Yi!
In an instant, his face turned ashen. He gave up struggling.
"Now, in your eyes, I'm nothing more than a pathetic little nobody. Why must you still kill me to the last?"
Nan Pingtian spoke bitterly.
Before the Era of Immortal Fall, he too had been an immortal Dao overlord who stirred the winds and clouds in the Immortal Realm, standing shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Tai'a, Xue Xiaozi, and the others.
Yet now, facing Su Yi, he looked utterly dejected and humble!
"How could the grudges of those bygone years be left unsettled?"
Su Yi said flatly, "Even if you turn into an ant crawling on the ground, you still have to die."
Nan Pingtian heaved a long sigh. "I escaped the great calamity of the Era of Immortal Fall and evaded the blows of Divine Tribulation. I thought I could attain the Dao and become a god, but who would have thought that, in the end, it would all come to nothing!"
All at once, he felt that he had lived his past years in vain!
There was no sorrow greater than a dead heart. This was likely what it meant.
"I'll grant you a death with dignity. End yourself."
Su Yi released the hand pinning Nan Pingtian's shoulder.
Nan Pingtian froze for a moment, then suddenly said, "Do you know where Xiao Ruyi, Ye Chunqiu, Xu Fushi, and the others went?"
Su Yi said, "Speak plainly."
Nan Pingtian suddenly revealed a strange smile. "Wang Ye, don't you think you're pitiable? Even though you returned through reincarnation, all your old friends from back then are gone. You alone remain, a solitary man with no kin!"
Su Yi frowned. "What exactly are