C176 Bleeding (1) (1/2)

After an unknown amount of time, the battle had already ended outside of Purgatory. Xuan Ye and the Confucian Scholar looked down into the world, but they did not see Xu Dong.

”He should be dead. We have to take action.” The Confucian Scholar felt somewhat helpless, and thought that Xu Dong was mysterious enough, and should not have died so quickly.

”There's nothing we can do. We can only go down and find the Purgatory Heart. Only then can we save the Three Realms. Otherwise, we can only die here.”

Xuan Ye and the Confucian Scholar were not great, but because they had to. If they did not do so, the two of them would become the sinners of this world …

After all, they were all Empyrean Gods.

Although it was a pity for the deity in the sky, Xu Dong, that ordinary person, to die like that, was nothing compared to the dangers of the Three Realms.

The two of them sighed as they felt that their lives were not going well. After all, this world was not safe. Not only that, it was also extremely dangerous.

”Oh right, I recently heard that there's a fellow with an immortal soul in the Black Turtle Sect. I wonder who she is, to actually have this kind of ability. If we can obtain immortal souls, then wouldn't it be easy to leave the Three Realms?” Xuan Ye was filled with longing.

Although they didn't have any Immortal souls, they did have one. Their souls were a little weak. Immortal souls were the supreme existence, and the Martial Spirit in their bodies had already stepped into the divine soul realm. Who knew how long it would take for them to step into the immortal soul realm?

But there was nothing they could do. Sometimes, their lives were just like this. Perhaps they would never be able to step foot into it in their entire lives.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but Xu Dong had already woken up. He opened his eyes and that unrestrained wind and prideful water continued to blow. He felt that he was really short on water, and then, he opened his mouth …

Regardless of what happened next, dying would mean drinking until one was full before dying. This was because the road ahead would make it difficult for one to figure out what path they would take.

Xu Dong sat dejectedly at the side. No matter how much they tortured him, Xu Dong remained as unmoving as a mountain, as if he had already fallen into deathly silence.