"Please keep it for me."
Andrea did not take it. She said:
"I still have a bottle of Rejuvenation Potion, it can restore Spiritual Origin."
Ma Wen shook his head.
"Don't waste the divine medicine; Death is not my end, but the beginning of my journey toward the new worlds. We can win this battle. We'll meet again in the new worlds. Go, help the others... And protect yourself; attacking without defending can't last."
With these words, Ma Wen's form dissipated.
Sixty-six Marks of Truth vanished into heaven and earth, the primordial soul crumbled, spiritual force dispersed, gentle sea winds carrying the zither's song and melody swept across the battlefield, washing away the exhaustion of countless warriors.
Singer who summons the sea wind, Holy Master who commands the mountain mists!
Mist Sky Guardian, has fallen.
"See you in the new worlds."
The Wind Empress murmured, then struck out toward other battlefields.
