"Why? Why am I doing this?"
"I don't know."
Ye Lin gave a bitter laugh, then gently placed his hand over the golden bracelet on his wrist.
Ye Lin lightly traced the golden bracelet.
This was the Human Emperor Sword.
He had already reached a dead end. The Heavenly Dao clearly intended to eradicate him completely.
As he was now, only by using the Human Emperor Sword could he survive this calamity.
The Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar was indeed a Dao artifact, but it required him to exert his full strength to unleash its corresponding power.
But he was already a lamp running dry of oil. How could he possibly activate the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar?
Only the Human Emperor Sword could draw upon the Human Race's fortune and slash out a single sword strike—one sword would be enough to safely weather this calamity.
"Help me."
Watching the blood-red lightning draw near, Ye Lin froze for a moment before suddenly clenching his hand.
A flash of golden light passed through his hand. As the light slowly faded, a golden Long Sword gradually appeared in his grasp.
"Since you want my life, what does it have to do with him? If you want my life, then I'll give it to you."
Just as Ye Lin steeled his resolve to invoke the Human Race's fortune and unleash his strongest sword strike, a Qingling voice rang out.
Ye Lin abruptly looked up and saw Yue Qingyi standing before him.
Yue Qingyi turned back and gave Ye Lin a gentle smile.
"I know what you want. I've always wanted to live too—live for myself, live for you."
"I'm not stupid. But I know that trading my life for that little bit of benefit isn't worth it."
"After I die, take my body and find the Third