This should have been a tragic, heroic moment: a young man from another star was willing to give his life for the chance of a brighter future.
But when Ye Fan repeated what his parents had said, the whole mood changed.
It became rather less solemn.
"I'm going. You don't need to talk me out of it." Ye Fan steadied himself, though he had no idea what Uncle Meng had told his parents.
But he had come this far. He was going, no matter what.
Ye Fan stepped straight onto a small Mountain. Pang Bo wanted to keep trying to stop him, but he did not know what to say.
After four years together, he knew that only three people could change Ye Fan's mind.
"Another life thrown away for nothing." Ji Ziyue watched with regret. It had not been easy to find someone so interesting.
"So fast!"
The moment Ye Fan stepped inside, he felt his life draining away at terrifying speed. There was no stopping it.
To the onlookers, Ye Fan looked no different from Zhang Wei a moment ago. His face aged rapidly, and his Life Aura grew weaker and weaker.
"Ye Fan!" Pang Bo shouted, moving to rush in and drag him out.
"Don't move!" Ye Fan roared. "If you consider me your friend, stay out."
In the time it took to say those few words, Ye Fan had become stooped and white-haired.
There won't be a miracle after all.
That was what the people watching from afar thought.
Boom!
Just as Ye Fan's aura weakened to its limit, something changed. An overbearing surge of Purple Qi burst from his body and washed over the surrounding space.
Both Ye Fan's classmates and those watching from afar felt as though an Overlord had appeared before them.
Utterly