Li Xiaoman's death dealt Ye Fan a devastating blow. They had been lovers in college, each other's first love. Although they had broken up after graduation and gone their separate ways, a first love was the hardest to let go of.
Ye Fan recalled every little moment of the past. A group of classmates had been brought to this fantastical world by the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin. Some had died, others had vanished. Even his best brother, Pang Bo, was missing. His former lover had been controlled by the Crocodile Ancestor's Divine Embryo and turned against him, only to end her life by suicide.
"Aaaah..."
Ye Fan threw back his head and howled. Pain gripped his heart, and all his strength seemed to leave him at once. He collapsed onto the Five-Colored Altar, his gaze vacant, utterly drained of vitality. He looked like a walking corpse, a body without a soul.
"That kid Ye Fan has taken a crushing blow. He's lost all his fighting spirit."
"I hope he can get through this!"
Qi Luo, Dongfang Ye, Duan De, and the others could only watch from far beyond the horizon. They could not enter the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land to comfort him. Setting foot there would mean death.
"Little Ye Zi!"
The Little Moon, Ji Ziyue, shouted and tried to rush over to comfort Ye Fan, but Ji Haoyue held her firmly back.
"Sister, you can't go. He needs to get through this himself. If he can't endure even this blow, how can he become truly powerful?"
To become truly powerful, one needed not only great strength, but a resilient heart.
In the Depths of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, Jun Moxiao, the Great Accomplishment Holy Body, and Ye Nan watched everything unfold.
Jun Moxiao had restored Li