Who knew how much time had passed?
Within the gray-white space, the restless, wicked fire finally began to subside.
Li Hao lay on top of the princess of the Qi Kingdom, panting heavily.
His entire body was drenched.
His eyes, once bloodshot and devoid of reason, had regained their clarity.
But...
When he looked down at the unconscious princess in his arms, her face flushed and breathtakingly alluring...
His face turned crimson.
"You... you..."
Li Hao abruptly stood up.
Flustered, he pulled a robe out of his Void Ring and draped it over the princess.
Then...
He glared fiercely at the blurred figure in the distance.
"How could you do this?"
"How could anyone from my Li Family do something like this?"
"You shameless old man!"
The blurred figure spoke lazily.
"What? It's already done, and now you're pretending to be a gentleman? Are you saying you didn't enjoy it?"
Li Hao was left speechless.
His face alternated between green and white.
After a long while...
He opened his mouth.
He wanted to say something.
But when he saw that his ancestor had turned around at some point...
And that his form was nearly transparent, as though he might dissipate at any moment...
Li Hao swallowed the rebuke on the tip of his tongue.
The embarrassment and anger in his heart instantly vanished like smoke.
"You... you..."
Li Hao hurried over.
He reached out to support him.
But his hand passed straight through the blurred figure's body.
He caught nothing.
Li Hao's hand froze in midair.
Only then did he remember.
This was merely a wisp of a remnant soul.
"Don't look like that."
The blurred figure smiled.
"I've held on for seven thousand years. I should have faded away long ago."
"To have waited long enough to meet you,