Qin Chen's gaze was icy as he looked at Hua Run standing proudly on the platform, feeling a chilling sense of disdain in his heart.
Although he did not know the two people on the platform,
he felt extremely cold toward Hua Run's unreasonable and cruel acts.
"Ying Xuan..."
At that moment, on the platform, the young man shakily held his woman's hand, his voice sounding extremely labored.
Their Dantians were destroyed, and their Primordial Power Seeds were crushed; therefore, at this moment, they had become mere mortals.
Given such a grave injury, it was hard for mortals and even harder for Martial Artists to recover.
At that moment, they were on the brink of death, barely clinging to their last breath.
The couple tightly gripped each other's hands, eyes locked, unable to stop the tears flowing from their eyes.
They had been in love for twenty-two years, childhood sweethearts with exceptional talents.
