As he spoke, his face grew increasingly savage.
"You've never experienced the feeling of your final hour drawing near. Only when your life is hanging by a thread, when death comes closer and closer, will you understand how helpless and insignificant you are."
"Before life and death, neither pride nor integrity matters anymore. Once your life is gone, everything becomes empty."
By the end, Yun Shan was almost growling.
A moment later, his expression calmed. He looked at Yun Yun and said gently but firmly, "Xiao Yan is someone I must win over. If I miss this opportunity, I may never find another."
"I know it's difficult for you to accept this outcome right now. I'll give you time to think, but don't keep me waiting too long..."
Yun Yun said nothing more and left the great hall with a desolate expression.
The gentle evening breeze fluttered her white dress and sent her dark hair dancing. Yun Yun gazed at the half-moon hanging in the sky, her eyes still as water.
This was a vast, boundless world-the Great Thousand World, countless times larger than the Dou Qi Continent.
The setting sun was red as blood, bathing the world in crimson. Xiao Yan looked down and realized that the world itself was already bloodred.
Corpses carpeted the entire land: humans, magical beasts... and strange creatures. Blood had stained the earth crimson, and even the sea carried a faint bloody hue.
Xiao Yan looked up and saw towering bodies a hundred thousand feet tall, some standing, others fallen on the ground.
The body nearest him was Xiao Xuan's true Dou Di form. Now, the continent's strongest man was covered in cracks and drenched in blood.
"Xiao Yan... live on." A weak voice came from Xiao Xuan's lips, and then Xiao Yan