Tang San's expression froze.
"I never thought that."
"As long as you're willing to sacrifice yourself, we can be together forever."
Xiao Wu shook her head.
"After the sacrifice, will I still be me?"
Tang San did not answer.
Xiao Wu already knew the answer.
She took a step back, putting distance between herself and Tang San.
"Stop telling me to come over."
Tang San's expression darkened.
"Xiao Wu."
"I told you, I won't hurt you."
"But your father just forced me into a desperate corner."
"And you just stood there watching."
Xiao Wu's gaze passed over Tang San and settled on the gravely wounded Tang Hao.
Tang Hao offered no explanation.
He merely stared at Qian Daochen in midair.
Only now.
Did Tang Hao truly understand the gulf between himself and Qian Daochen.
Before the Asura God descended.
Qian Daochen had not even drawn the Godslaying Sword.
With just one finger.
He had blocked Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer.
If the Asura God's projection had not appeared.
He would already have died beneath that sword light.
Tang Hao looked up at the Asura God's phantom.
"Lord Asura God."
"Please unleash a divine skill."
"Don't give him another chance to attack."
The Asura God's phantom ignored Tang Hao.
It tightened its grip on the Asura Demon Sword.
The enormous sword shadow behind it slowly rose.
"No mortal may challenge this god's majesty."
The blood-red sword shadow descended toward Qian Daochen.
Before the strike had even landed.
The ground had already begun to collapse.
The waters of the Lake of Life surged into the air.
The surrounding ancient trees were severed at their waists by sword energy.
Qian Renxue stood in the distance.
As she watched the descending sword shadow, her fingers unconsciously clenched.
"Granduncle."
The Fire Dragon King raised a