Xuanyuan Mo Ze pushed his lips together, his heart feeling as if it had been struck by a heavy object, creating ripples of shock. He had never thought that Mo Chen would go to such lengths for them, essentially trading his life for a sliver of hope for their survival.
Mo Chen's body gradually became transparent, fading bit by bit, as his holy power dispersed into radiant light. Despite this, his expression remained gentle and serene. A gentle smile like moonlight bloomed on his banished immortal-like visage.
His eyes were filled with affection, reluctance, and regret as he glanced towards Feng Jiu. The love, nostalgia, and deep affection that had always been hidden deep in his heart were finally revealed without reservation at this moment when his life was about to end.
That glance, which seemed to last for a thousand years, went straight into Feng Jiu's heart.
