Only then would he truly be free.
"Rest assured, Master. This time, your disciple will definitely bring you that flower from the other shore."
Ye Lin bowed deeply to Zhuge Yun, then left with a resolute expression. Zhuge Yun stared blankly at Ye Lin's departing back.
In Ye Lin, he saw his former self. Back then, he too had been as confident as Ye Lin, as full of vigor.
"Don't worry. This journey will end in victory."
A young man stood beneath the setting sun, looking at the one he loved with a resolute expression. Then he turned around, a long sword on his back, and gradually vanished into the sunset.
The woman waited with expectant eyes for the young man to return, waiting for him to come back and marry her himself.
But after that parting, they never met again.
When they met again, they were already separated by life and death.
Even though the young man had become an immortal, there was nothing he could do.
Ye Lin followed his fellow disciples all the way to the outermost edge of Firmament Sacred Land. Countless young men stood there, each bearing the same resolute expression as him, their bodies radiating immensely powerful auras.
They were the living strength of Firmament Sacred Land. This journey to the Demon-Sealing Land would cost them at least half their number, but there was no helping it.
Though they knew death awaited them, they still had to go.
Yet those who returned alive would become the true next generation of Firmament Sacred Land.
The hope of Firmament Sacred Land's next generation.
"Everyone's here. Hmm? There's one extra person. So it's you, little fellow. Very well, let's go."
In the distance, three old men gazed kindly at the young men. These youths were all their