"If you can kill me, I would be grateful instead.
I want to leave, to go to Qingyun and see whether the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword can harm me."
What is love in this world, that it makes people pledge their lives to one another?
The Beast God was far too powerful. Even after taking human form and losing his undying body, there were still very few things in this world capable of harming him.
According to the Beast God, countless years ago, he had wanted to follow her into death, but he could not do so. Even suicide was beyond his reach.
He had mutilated himself countless times, but no matter how severe his injuries were, he would recover again within a short time.
Though he had lost his undying body, he had been born from the baleful aura of heaven and earth. In essence, he was still something inhuman, and thus possessed an exceptionally long lifespan.
Over endless years, he had endured who knew how many cycles of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, yet his heart had gradually fallen silent and dead.
He no longer wished to continue such a life worse than death.
He wanted to find her. Without her, what meaning was there in living?
Originally, he had planned to leave this place and visit Qingyun Sect to see whether the Zhu Xian Sword Formation could truly kill him.
Yet the instant he saw Xuantian, the Beast God saw hope. His senses could not be wrong. The person before him posed an immense threat to him—far greater than Linglong ever had.
The Beast God gently brushed Linglong's statue. His eyes were fixed tightly upon it, as though he wished to etch her deeply into his mind.
"I ask you to make a move. In return, I