When she saw Xie Ren, willing to sacrifice his own essence, save Xie Tian, the last bit of disbelief in the beautiful woman's heart finally dissipated.
What followed, however, was a desolate and bitter confusion that struck her soul.
She couldn't believe Xie Tian and Xie Ren's unwavering devotion to each other.
And because of their unwavering devotion, she felt the endless ages of desolation and pain once again.
"Could it be that you were wrong, otherwise, why did Zhu Tian, also a Great Emperor, make a different choice, especially when..."
The distraught beautiful woman slowly lowered her head, looking at her two falling tears.
"Especially when they had no special relationship, and, and between you and me, we are..."
The tip of the blade completed its dispersal.
Xie Ren, whose heart was in agony, secretly let out a long breath of relief.
With his essence, Xie Tian not only would not die but also gained immense fortune.
"Now, you can withstand the Holy Flow Infusion..."
