"Too late... It's already too late."
Watching his body gradually becoming insubstantial, Lu Chuan's face turned pale. He instinctively looked at the women around him, their eyes filled with endless tears, and Lu Chuan sighed heavily.
"Lu... Lu Chuan!"
"No! Don't come near me!"
Lu Chuan reached out to stop the women. He understood clearly the situation he was in. Although he didn't know where Empress Wu Zong would take him, he absolutely couldn't involve others.
"Wait for me to return!"
After saying that, Lu Chuan could no longer resist the pull and was instantly absorbed into the portal of light, vanishing from sight. Seeing this, the women collapsed instantly!
As they rushed forward, the portal of light completely disappeared, as if it had never existed.
"How... How could this be?"
Ye Jiaxin knelt on the ground, her cries were hoarse, filled with endless sorrow.
Unfortunately, Lu Chuan could no longer hear any of this.
"Stop crying, he isn't dead yet."
