Long before planning this battle, Su Shi'er had already prepared himself mentally for the possibility that his companions might sacrifice their lives.
But when the result truly lay before him, when he truly had to face it, the heaviness in his heart was still beyond words.
How crushingly heavy was the weight of life!
"Su Shi'er, how... how is she doing?"
Seeing Su Shi'er remain silent for so long, Hou Sihai asked softly.
His cautious manner, along with the frost at his temples, made him seem to have aged many years in an instant.
And this... was enough to show that he, too, knew Leng Yan's true condition.
He had finally found his daughter, yet before they could even acknowledge each other, they were separated by life and death.
Most crucially, she had died to save him.
Perhaps Leng Yan had not had much time left to begin with, but at least in his eyes, that was how it was.
How could he accept such an outcome? How could he possibly accept it?
"Please restrain your grief, Senior. Senior Leng, she... she has passed on to immortality!"
Su Shi'er, who had always remained calm no matter what he faced, choked up at this moment. His words faltered halfway through, but after a slight pause, he still chose to tell the truth.
Upon hearing this, Lin Wuyou, Zhu Hanwei, and the others nearby who had been watching Leng Yan's condition all froze, sharing the same grief.
Lu Chenyuan, also a member of the Phantom Star Sect and a true disciple at that, reacted even more intensely, immediately intending to step forward and examine Leng Yan's condition.
But the moment he moved, he aggravated the injuries within his body. Another mouthful of blood sprayed out, pain flashing across his face as he