Ye Xuan's gaze flickered as he said in a deep voice, "That is indeed me."
"This old woman is Tai Wei." The cultivator of the Primordial Immortal Clan clasped her hands. Her brows furrowed slightly. "Why did the Ye Clan send you into this battlefield? You still have a future ahead of you. How can you perish here...!"
A trace of anxiety actually flashed through Tai Wei's eyes. How was she supposed to save him?
And this Ye Clan junior had only just stepped into the One-Calamity Immortal realm.
Yet Ye Xuan merely chuckled, utterly unconcerned. "Senior, back then, my Ye Clan simply never anticipated that things would come to this. The entire Primordial Immortal Domain fell, and the myriad races retreated without fighting, so... I remained behind."
The Ye Clan and the many powerhouses of the Three Thousand Immortal Domains had fought bloody battles all the way across the front lines. When the war collapsed, it happened too swiftly for Immortals to react. He had not had time to withdraw, much less when the Ye Clan's elite had nearly been wiped out.
Many of his elder brothers, younger sisters, and elders had already died in this war.
Even if he wished to flee, he had no face to return to the ancestral land.
Then he might as well burn away his final afterglow here and be buried upon the battlefield alongside his clansmen. As for the future... he did have regrets, but the moment countless clansmen died before his eyes, such thoughts had already vanished like smoke in the wind.
Tai Wei looked deeply at him and nodded gently. "...I understand."
Rumble...
Heavenly thunder shrouded the sky, and the Great Dao pervaded the heavens.
One foreign-domain powerhouse after another descended. Their appearances differed, their builds differed, and there were