This move! It'll be so cool!

Agares and Vassago had long since appeared in the sky outside the Demon Clan's Holy City at some unknown point, quietly watching the two strongest beings in this world clash and fight without end.

Agares had an arm around Vassago's shoulders, his silver-white hair drifting in the night wind, his purple eyes reflecting the two lights that kept colliding in the night sky. A faint, envious smile touched the corner of his mouth, and his voice was very soft, so soft only Vassago could hear it.

"Third Brother, having a friend like that... really isn't bad."

Vassago nodded. Situ Xuan's increasingly swift figure was reflected in his orange-red eyes.

"Yeah."

His voice was just as soft, soft like a sigh forced from the depths of his throat. His eyes were still red, tear tracks still hanging on his face, but the corners of his mouth were smiling. He was smiling, smiling very happily.

Whether it was Feng Xiu or Agares, both had walked very far along the path of laws. How could they fail to see it?

Situ Xuan had always been shrouded in a veil of fate wrapped in the Mist of Time and Space.

That veil had been there from the first time they saw Situ Xuan. It was just very thin back then, so thin it was almost invisible.

Now that veil was growing thicker and thicker, thick to the point that Situ Xuan's body was beginning to turn transparent, as if he might be swallowed by it at any moment.

A person destined to leave, a person who did not exist.

Above the night sky, Situ Xuan's body began to turn transparent, from the inside out, starting with his bones, then his muscles, then his skin, becoming transparent layer by layer. It was like an invisible