"What drove me even further into despair was that the three young men I had saved earlier followed me all the way, solely to find where I was and kill me—to make that accusation an unquestionable fact."
"But later, they failed."
"Just as I was dying, on the verge of despairing of this world, my master came. He looked at me and said only one sentence."
"Child, I'll take you home."
"From then on, Master brought me to the Starry Sky. I became a disciple of the Shadow Kill Pavilion, and thus forged the Ethereal of today."
After Ethereal finished speaking, the surroundings fell utterly silent. No one said a word.
At that moment, they all felt sympathy for Ethereal.
Having endured such despairing things in her childhood, what reason did Ethereal have to help the Human Race? The fact that she had not taken the initiative to strike against the Human Race was already the greatest mercy she could offer.
"Seeing you rise now also makes me happy."
"With Blood Baleful, your Human Race is truly fortunate."
Ethereal looked at Void earnestly, and then her body gradually began to fade away.
Watching this scene, Void's heart ached.
The moment he heard the words "your Human Race," he knew that Ethereal had truly severed all ties with the Human Race.
From this day forth, Ethereal no longer belonged to the Human Race.
The Human Race had personally driven away a peerless prodigy.
How vast was the Star River Cosmos? How many Human Race beings lived within it? And every day, how many incidents like Ethereal's must be taking place?
Even if they knew, there was nothing they could do.
The Star River Cosmos was too vast—far too vast.
So vast that it drove one to despair.
Alas...
A long sigh