"Tie Ning, Ning Ge! Brother Ning!!"
Bai Xinghan shouted by his ear. Healing Pills lay scattered all over the ground. "Hold on! Fucking hold on!!"
Tie Ning's eyes were bloodshot. It was as though he had lost his memory—he could not remember who Bai Xinghan was, could not remember anything, not even why he had suffered such severe wounds.
He seemed to have become a fool, mechanically swallowing Healing Pills one after another. But Tie Ning's Dao foundation was already gone. To him, these healing spirit pills were no different from sugar beans, utterly useless...
"Tie Ning, Tie Ning..." Bai Xinghan kept murmuring. The warm, jade-lustered pills clutched in his palm had been stained blood red. He smiled weakly and palely. "Ning Ge, Lili Mountain... We agreed that we would return to your hometown together... We agreed."
Tie Ning's gaze was hollow, yet a trace of warm smile gradually surfaced at the corner of his lips. "There are Golden Birds there. When they fly in, the sky... turns golden as far as the eye can see. That is a wondrous sight of the Great Wasteland."
"Yes, Ning Ge, hold on. Don't sleep, don't sleep!"
Bai Xinghan roared, abruptly infusing spiritual power into Tie Ning's body. "We'll go back together, back to Lili Mountain!"
He and Lightning Arrow fumbled frantically as they kept Tie Ning's final breath hanging on. Yet Tie Ning's eyelids had been drooping all along. He was so tired, and in so much pain. He only knew that if he slept for a while, it would probably be fine.
In the distance.
Qian Wuhen moved through this ravaged, firelit land like a walking corpse. His steps were heavy as he walked toward them expressionlessly, inadvertently lifting his eyes toward the distant sky.
These Leaving Dust Immortal Palace cultivators