"Brother Xiao Xuan..."
Seeing this friend he had only just met, whose temperament matched his own so well, turn into a sacrificial offering in the blink of an eye and suffer Soul Scatter, Nie Yun's entire body went rigid without the slightest hesitation.
Though he knew little about the battles between the Spirit Realm and the Asuras in ancient times, the sight before him had already shown him the resolve and attitude of the many great powers of that era who had marched generously toward death.
The peace of the Spirit Realm had been bought with the blood of countless powerful experts!
Every expert who went willingly to their death must have been like Xiao Xuan now, carrying a grim resolve. Though they knew death was certain, they still pressed forward without looking back!
It was easy to die righteously, but hard to face death with calm composure!
Knowing full well that he might face death today, yet still chatting and laughing with him—such an attitude was truly worthy of admiration.
"The Xiao Clan..."
Nie Yun's heart shook, as though a drop of blood were trickling through it.
He finally understood why Tantai Lingyue would rather feign death, rather endure pain and Heartbreak alone, than remain by his side.
This was a mission. This was a responsibility that no member of the Spirit Realm could escape!
Rumble!
As Xiao Xuan, one of the younger generation's experts, marched generously toward death and offered up his soul, the illusory shadow of the Black Dragon Saint Venerable in the sky finally began to solidify.
Then, an earth-piercing pressure descended from the sky, and a soul dozens of zhang long appeared out of nowhere.
"The Asura King has revived?"
The moment the Black Dragon Saint Venerable's soul appeared, it released a voice that resounded