Tang San's Breakdown, a World-Shaking Sword Strike Twenty Years Too Late

[Afraid of getting scolded, so let me put up a disclaimer at the start of this chapter: the character's ending was requested by the reader who submitted the character. He wanted it to be more tragic and heroic.]

"Why...?"

Life was rapidly draining from Fan Yu's body.

His muscles withered away, and his blood and vitality gradually dried up.

The tall, robust man was slowly turning into a hunched, shriveled husk.

Fan Yu had nearly exhausted all his strength and mobilized the last of his Soul Power before he could barely force out those two slurred words.

At this moment, his vision had already become incomparably dim, and everything was gradually turning black and white.

His pupils kept dilating and losing focus, signaling that this Rank 8 Soul Engineer's life was nearing its end.

Yet Zhou Yi did not answer him.

She merely watched from the side with a crazed, icy gaze.

Silently watching.

As a former Shrek teacher, she had long since given up hope for her own body. She had never expected that she might one day leave this underground prison.

Unless a god truly descended upon the world, ruptured meridians throughout her body and a damaged dantian were an incurable condition.

Even Wang Xian'er, the Medical Immortal Douluo of the Star Luo Empire and the strongest Healing System Soul Master on the Douluo Continent, had been helpless.

But who could have known that fate could sometimes be so wondrous?

A desperate god, impotently raging in fury, had accidentally healed a madwoman whose heart was filled with hatred in order to regain control over the Douluo Continent.

"Crack..."

As vast amounts of Soul Power, flesh, and life essence drained away, Fan Yu's body had become like a rotten log.

Nourished by those resources, the aura erupting from Zhou