"Ancestor, how are you feeling now…"
After the Spirit Race Ancestor was set down, he could still look at them with a peaceful gaze, which was already quite a feat.
"I'm fine. You should all leave this place quickly. If you continue to stay here and get discovered, it will be troublesome…" The Ancestor's words were intermittent and weak. It was already amazing that he could speak at all.
If it were any other Cultivator, they would have been dead long ago. The Spirit Race Ancestor's ability to hold on for so long was related to his cultivation and Spiritual Power; otherwise, he would have died long ago.
"But, Ancestor, you…" How could Ye Qingxuan possibly leave the Ancestor behind?
"I'm already at my limit. It's useless to save me. Just give me a quick end now. That way, I can at least die with some dignity." The Ancestor gave a kind smile.
