"Are you leaving?"
Chen Hao nodded, his face twisting into an even more agonized expression.
After letting out another heart-wrenching, soul-tearing scream, he took steps toward Ye Yuqiao, enduring the torment of the Yin Soul shaking inside him.
However, he only made it halfway before his will gave out, and he half-knelt on the ground. His mind was filled with intermittent, flashing images, his head buzzing with a throbbing, unprecedented pain that eroded his body and spirit.
Seeing Chen Hao collapse, Ye Yuqiao snapped out of the heavy blow and fear of losing him and rushed to his side.
She knelt on the ground and tightly grasped Chen Hao's hand.
"Chen Hao, I'm here!"
"Ah!" Chen Hao's scream tore through the air, just as his spirit was tearing apart.
Countless dazzling black and purple rays shot from his left eye, covering the forest in front of them and piercing through the gaps between the leaves towards the sky, illuminating his ferocious face.