'He... he really went through with it?'
Silence.
An almost absolute silence.
The cool, late-spring breeze died down. Dewdrops on the branches froze in place. Even the birds in the sky dropped to the ground, prostrating themselves.
The expressions of several young prodigies froze. A girl in green robes looked on in a daze, murmuring to herself.
"Such... such incredible spirit..."
A long-haired man was also speechless for a long time. After a moment, he finally shook his head and sighed.
"Did he know there was no hope of survival? Or was he truly driven by righteousness, unafraid of death and unattached to life? Whichever it is... this boy... what a waste."
He was the eldest son and heir of an Earth Immortal. Though only twenty, he already had one foot in the Celestial Human realm. In an age where one could enter a Cultivation University simply by becoming a Martial Artist at eighteen, he was undoubtedly a top-tier prodigy. Yet now, he could only look on in awe and regret.
