"You'll have to ask him yourself. This lowly one has completed his mission!"
The man handed the communicator to Ye Chen, then a look of grim resolve flashed in his eyes.
He pulled a pitch-black dagger from his robes and, without the slightest hesitation, plunged it into his abdomen. Blood gushed out like a fountain.
"What are you doing!?"
Ye Chen was startled and hurried forward to check on him.
But the man left himself no room to recover. Not only had the dagger pierced his abdomen, but his Primordial Spirit had also activated its self-destruct sequence. His Life Aura poured away like a river bursting its banks.
"Great Yan! Great Yan! Restore Great Yan!!"
Following Ye Long's instructions, the man shouted "Great Yan" three times before he died. Then his head lolled to one side, and he went off to collect his lunchbox.
"Restore Great Yan!!"
Looking at the dead man on the ground, Ye Chen was unable to calm down for a long time.
Although he had already confirmed that this man had been sent by Ye Long, he simply couldn't figure out what Ye Long was trying to do.
Ye Long had clearly ascended to the Immortal Realm and even knew where he was, yet he'd sent a stranger to find him—and then that stranger had killed himself right in front of him.
"Wait—the communicator!"
Ye Chen suddenly came to his senses and looked at the communicator in his hand.
The scene shifted--
Qing Tian and Ye Long were on a hillside, with the battle at Su Family City unfolding in the distance.
"The fighting up ahead is intense!"
Ye Long glanced at the mushroom clouds rising in the distance, then turned and asked, "What do we do next? Set up the Black Ice Terrace, or investigate