Chen Xun's gaze gradually fell into bewilderment.
The trembling of his body was slowly nearing stillness.
The stars shifted and the heavens turned.
Brilliant, distant radiance came from the horizon, gradually enveloping the entire Star City—and gradually enveloping them as well.
Big Black Ox stopped transfusing blood.
It merely stared numbly at the immortal corpse on the ground, instinctively spraying blood from its nostrils as it nudged him. "Moo..."
Countless scenes, as if from yesterday, crashed into its heavenly spirit and earthly soul, battering its vast immortal veins and surging blood vitality, until its expression was numb beyond measure. It gently nudged him again. Little Crimson seemed to be asleep...
He merely wriggled a little, as though telling Brother Ox not to disturb his rest.
Chen Xun's body no longer trembled. He lowered his head slightly, still biting his finger. That radiance, like a blazing sun, let him see with terrible clarity—as though it were plainly telling him that Little Crimson had passed away.
Leaving behind only a "useless empty shell" in this grand, dazzling Immortal Realm.
His face was so pale it held not a trace of blood. Through his slender eyes and the fingers before them, he seemed to be carefully watching Little Crimson. In his heart... a vast piece had gone missing, turned blank. That hollow feeling permeated his entire body, chilling him until he had lost his former ruddy glow.
"Uh..."
Chen Xun seemed to want to say something, yet his voice was inexplicably hoarse beyond measure. Not a single useful syllable emerged from his throat.
The morning wind in the mountains was fierce.
It sent his unbound black hair flying in wild disarray.
"Wah!"
Sss...
Suddenly, Chen Xun spat out a great mouthful of Five-Colored Immortal Blood. The veins on his forehead bulged violently, his