Qin Luo was waiting for another piece of news—the news from Meng Juntian.
After leaving the Divine Ruins, Meng Juntian immediately returned home. He wanted to see his wife.
When he returned home, he discovered that his wife Lin Suxian's soul was dissipating!
"How could this be possible! There were clearly still a thousand years left, clearly still a thousand years!" Meng Juntian was like a panicked child now, his face filled with terror.
Lin Suxian forced a faint smile onto her pale face and consoled him. "Juntian, birth, aging, illness, and death are simply the natural course of life."
"By all rights, I should have died long ago."
"Being able to stay by your side for so long is already enough."
"Senior Sister, no. I won't allow it!" Meng Juntian gritted his teeth.
He could not help recalling the moment he had first met Lin Suxian. He had nearly frozen to death then. Lin Suxian had saved him, Lin Suxian had led him onto the path of cultivation, and Lin Suxian had supported him every step of the way until he had reached where he was today.
He discovered that Lin Suxian's soul was dissipating very quickly. Even after using heavenly treasures, he could only barely sustain her soul for another ten days.
Ten days!
To the Divine Realm, that was no more than the flick of a finger.
Within those ten days, he had to obtain more divine medicines capable of healing souls.
Without question, the most useful one was the Nine Nether Soul-Cleansing Grass.
He took a deep breath and looked toward the Divine Ruins. "Divine Ruins, it seems I have no choice but to enter you once!"
As for submission?
He did not believe anyone within the Divine Ruins was qualified to make him submit.
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