Black ashes drifted across the sky.
Upon the throne, Chen Yan's shattered body was ravaged by malice, his flesh and blood withering away.
Without the Heavenly God Armor and his own willpower, Chen Yan was like a moth flying into a flame.
Never before had he felt his life slipping away so clearly.
He was going to die, yet he wanted to open his eyes and look at this world one more time.
Ke Qingxuan gasped violently, forcing every last bit of Immortal Will out of her Origin Space. Strands of golden-red light poured into Chen Yan's body.
Blood and tears streamed from her eyes. Her red lips parted, her body trembling as she tried to say something, but not a word came out.
Chen Yan slowly opened his eyes. He felt the malice that had been devouring everything within him rapidly snuffed out, like ice dropped into a fire.
His body was being cleansed by the power of will.
He looked at Ke Qingxuan and managed a feeble smile.
Then.
The power of will Ke Qingxuan had poured into him ran out.
Chen Yan's body began to slip toward death once more.
"Chen..." Ke Qingxuan rasped, shaking her head.
This wasn't what she wanted to see.
His power of will had been exhausted, but there was still plenty of malice inside Chen Yan, still gnawing away at his body.
The sun had set. Was it gone? Had it disappeared?
If you kept chasing the sun, it would remain forever above the heavens.
The sun would never go out.
He had always been the Great Sun.
Ke Qingxuan had never stopped. She followed step by step, always close behind the sun.
But the sun was still going to burn out.
Just then.
Hum...
A faint glimmer suddenly appeared over Chen