"Cough..."
Lan Tianyiqi coughed softly, and drops of scarlet blood spurted from the mouth of his snow-white skull.
"You're hurt?"
Lu Feng's expression turned grave at once. Seeing Lan Tianyiqi's formerly grayish-white teeth now stained crimson, he anxiously reached out to take his pulse and assess his injuries.
But Lan Tianyiqi waved him off.
Lan Tianyiqi gave a bitter smile through his miserable expression. "Brother Feng, it's useless. I've just used up the last of my vital essence. There's no chance for me to survive."
Lu Feng ignored him, still stubbornly extending his hand and forcefully gripping Lan Tianyiqi's wrist.
As he sensed within him, Lu Feng's face instantly became deathly still.
From within Lan Tianyiqi's body, he could not sense even the faintest trace of a living person's aura. The only reason Lan Tianyiqi could remain standing was because he was forcing himself to hold on with his final lingering breath.
Once that strength dispersed, he would leave this world in an instant.
Thinking of how that strike which had severely wounded the Soul Control Clan member had come at the price of Lan Tianyiqi's life, Lu Feng's heart filled with despair and unbearable sorrow.
Jiang Ruoyun gently looped her arm around Lu Feng's, offering him a measure of comfort.
She knew that Lu Feng must be suffering terribly inside. No one who experienced such a scene could remain calm.
The path to survival in a desperate situation had been carved open at the cost of his own brother's sacrifice...
Even an outsider, seeing this, would likely feel some measure of guilt.
Jiang Ruoyun only hoped Lu Feng would not become obsessed by it, blaming it on his own weakness and giving rise to some inner demon.
"Is this... Sister-in-law?"
Seeing how intimately Jiang Ruoyun held Lu Feng's arm,