Old Liu was dead?!
No... impossible. This had to be a fucking illusion. There had to be miasma in the Emperor's Tomb that confused people's minds.
Ren Ye's mind was in chaos, his eyes vacant. He could not accept anything he saw, yet it was happening right before his eyes.
He was covered in blood, wearing the formal attire everyone knew so well, but... but his head was gone. It looked as though someone had severed his neck with a single stroke. His rigid body faced them, as though bidding his brothers a final farewell.
No, this was impossible!
Old Liu was clearly a man blessed with immense fortune. In Giant City's Star Gate, his tenacity, courage, and intelligence had ultimately earned him the Giant Legacy, making him an extremely rare light-system supernatural ability user. Before entering Tide Dragon City, he had also just returned from a very distant Daystar secret realm.
Months of interstellar travel, walking alone across the boundless Daystar, with no friends and only endless ruins and blazing suns for company. Even somewhere that perilous had failed to claim his life, yet he had died in this damned place just going to the toilet?!
No, absolutely not!
He recalled everything he had experienced with Old Liu, his emotions collapsing, his face filled with an indescribable numbness.
His closest friend's head had been cut off. He was utterly dazed, his thoughts a tangled mess...
"Don't... don't panic yet."
Yin Tiger came to his senses and immediately tried to reassure him. "Even if a third-grade supernatural ability user's physical body suffers fatal injuries, that doesn't necessarily mean they'll die. Don't panic yet...!"
"Right, right."
Ai Fei also recovered and reached out her fair hand to grasp Ren Ye's wrist, repeatedly comforting him. "He's right. Old Liu has the Life