Watching Yue Qingyi's body vanish without leaving the slightest trace, Ye Lin slowly closed his eyes as well.
The myriad emotions in his heart ultimately condensed into one heavy sigh.
"Senior, Senior."
The moment Ye Lin passed out, Mu Yun Chunfeng no longer cared whether he was in seclusion or not. He took two strides straight to Ye Lin's side.
Every treasure on him with even the slightest value was stuffed into Ye Lin's mouth.
Ye Lin absolutely could not die. If he died, wouldn't all of Mu Yun Chunfeng's previous investments have gone down the drain?
His own life essence, the Sect Protection Array—this would be a devastating loss.
He absolutely could not die. He could not die!
Although the Spatial Ring was filled with good things, Mu Yun Chunfeng did not dare take them.
How could such a powerhouse possibly have no friends?
What level would a powerhouse like this man's friends be? He could figure it out with his butt.
So Ye Lin absolutely could not die. Mu Yun Chunfeng absolutely could not let all his efforts go to waste.
What they did not know was that a faint speck of light floated in the sky.
Though the speck appeared weak, it actually contained boundless vitality within.
"This child still failed to hold on."
Inside a great hall, the old man stroked his beard as he gazed at the exceedingly faint little flame before him and sighed.
A thousand words and ten thousand thoughts all turned into a single sigh.
"Third Ancestor, I want to see her. She is my child. Can't I even see her one last time before she dies? Third Ancestor, let me see my child."
Looking at the life flame before him, which seemed as though it would go out the very next