Hong Yu's nerves were stretched taut.
He had now regained his senses.
Recalling everything that had happened in the Illusion Realm, he felt every experience as if he had lived through it himself.
Even now, he subconsciously protected his chest, as if he were still holding a baby in his arms.
He took a deep breath...
Staring at Bing Xuewei, he awaited the final judgment.
'I have too many unfinished tasks to attend to.'
'I can't die at a time like this!'
Beichen Celestial Frost was still in a state of living death; he had to save her.
His parents and sister were far away in the Desert North Wilderness, waiting for him so their family could be reunited.
Moreover, the enemies who had forced his family to scatter had not yet been killed by his own hands. These were the obsessions in Hong Yu's heart, things he absolutely had to accomplish.
'How can I die so easily before finishing all this?'
