Zhou Yun knew that now was not the time to collapse! This time, he had to succeed in perfectly combining the flames!
At the very least, if he was really going to die, he would strive for the Great Path of immortal cultivation and compete with the Heavenly Path to determine who was stronger and weaker before he died. That way, he would leave his name in the world!
Zhou Yun looked at Qiao'er. If it didn't work, at the very least, he would live in a peerless and gentle place with many children and grandchildren. He would have to create a well-known family of immortal cultivators that would shake the world. His clan's population was not required to be large, at least 1.4 billion. In that case, it would not be bad to die.
Therefore, he, Zhou Yun, had a reason to not die!
Zhou Yun took a deep breath, held Qiao'er's hand, and began to cultivate!
Soon, an orange and a dark red flame appeared in Zhou Yun's mind!