章 480: Chapter 97: Twisted Arrival, Doomsday Descends

Being destined to suffer a failure doesn't mean you're destined to fail.

Bai Wu, whose life was ebbing away like sands of time, heard these words but couldn't even muster a response in his consciousness.

His body was plummeting thousands of meters from the sky, turning to dust. His consciousness, on the other hand, kept sinking deeper into the ocean until the darkness of the deep sea engulfed him completely.

When a person approaches death closely, he believes he's already dead.

Death is but the beginning of the next journey, and Bai Wu, who did not fear it, simply felt regret at having to leave those companions from this part of his journey.

What Bai Wu didn't know was—

Like sands gathering after scattering, that battered body began to mend as if it were suddenly filled with unimaginable life force—slowly repairing the very form that had disintegrated like sand.

This life force did not come from Bai Wu, but from some external force.