Chapter 1123: Slay!
Blood flowed.
After a faint struggle, Qin Ran collapsed onto the sofa. His body soon stiffened, and his face turned black.
"A half-demon's bloodline is powerful."
"Unfortunately..."
"You don't have an Immortal Body!"
"I'm sorry."
Sakri murmured softly. After that apology, he slowly pulled out the short blade and quickly retrieved the seed hidden inside his clothes, letting the blood on the blade drip onto it.
Soon, the seed took root where it fell and began to sprout.
Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, it grew a vivid flower bud.
Then...
Squelch!
Sakri reversed his grip and drove the blade into his own heart.
More blood ran along the blade and dripped onto the bud.
As though he could feel no pain at all, Sakri not only kept going, but twisted the hilt.
The wound instantly widened.
Blood sprayed over the flower bud, drenching it.
Sakri staggered and collapsed onto the floor. His face was as pale as paper, yet filled with excitement, anticipation, and relief.
"It's almost time."
"Just a little longer..."
"Just a little longer..."
He kept murmuring.
His blurring gaze remained fixed on the slowly opening flower bud.
It was as though he had returned to that moment once again.
He had watched helplessly as she was dragged into the temple.
He had watched helplessly as she was carried out of the temple.
Life and death were only an instant apart.
But back then, he had been powerless, timid, and cowardly.
Even now, he was still weak compared to that being, but...
He could put his life on the line.
Once, he had believed that staying alive mattered most.
But only after truly experiencing a life worse than death could someone understand that living was sometimes more painful than dying.
That