Hidden Immortal Island, main hall.
Cheng Buzheng looked at the gaunt Cheng Liu and let out a soft sigh. "Liu Er, why have you remained so stubbornly attached to what happened back then?"
"Besides!
"I never blamed you!"
"On the contrary, back then, you severed your own Immortal Path and refined the Nascent Soul origin, holding up the sky for the family."
"In this regard, "I am inferior to you."
"What right did I have to blame you?"
Upon hearing this.
It was as though Cheng Liu had finally set down the obsession in his heart. The guilt he had borne for so many years was finally released, and a faint flush appeared on his face.
Even his vitality and spirit suddenly became far more abundant.
"Thank you, Ancestor!"
"Liu Er's life has been worth it."
Then, with a deeply moved expression, he said:
"Now that my heart's burden is gone, I can leave in peace!"
"Old Clan Chief..."
"Grandfather!"
"..."
As soon as these words fell.
Everyone's faces filled with sorrow, at a loss for what to do.
Seeing this.
Cheng Buzheng looked at Cheng Liu, whose face was filled with relief, his expression exceedingly complicated. He said nothing, only let out a sigh.
That sigh contained tangled emotions.
Reluctance, grief, and the bitter helplessness of resignation...
Seeing her husband like this, Murong Wanwan could not help tightly gripping his hand, as if to say: You still have me!
On the other side.
Seeing everyone's expressions, Cheng Liu said calmly:
"Human strength has its limits, and life has its end. This is the law of nature!
"Even those like us, who seek to defy mortality and become immortals, will one day reach the end of our lifespan.
"So there is no need to grieve!"
"Old Clan Chief..."
Though he