"Alas, the old senior's physical injuries really aren't serious, but his soul seems to have suffered irreversible damage."
Holy Abyss Continent, the Great Thousand Palace branch.
After examining him, Xiao Tian Ce's brows knitted tightly. He suddenly remembered meeting this old senior for the first time over fifty years ago, while searching for Gu Yuan and Zhu Kun.
Before he left, the old senior had said that he could not hold on much longer. If the Great Thousand World still could not find a way to resist the Extraterrestrial Demon Clan within a hundred years, he would never see the flourishing age he longed for with his own eyes.
Thinking back now, the old senior had probably understood his own condition very well.
Truthfully, Xiao Tian Ce had never seen such severe damage to a soul. Even refining so many Heavenly Demon Puppets in one go required him to expend an enormous amount of soul power.
But the two could not be compared at all.
Beside him, Lu Tong also sighed. "Tian Ce, bringing the old senior back was already quite an achievement.
At least we can face our own consciences without shame."
Hearing this, Xiao Tian Ce naturally understood that Lu Tong was comforting him. Still, he was not that disheartened.
Over the years, so many lives had vanished before his eyes, and so many beings had fallen by his hand that he could generally accept separation and death.
He respected and admired this old senior who had hidden in the Extraterrestrial Demon Clan's territory for a million years. But if the old senior truly passed away, he would accept that outcome too.
"Senior, you don't need to worry about me. Once you've experienced enough, you naturally learn to take things as they come," Xiao Tian Ce said with