"Haha."
Li Lingtian smiled bitterly in resignation. The heavens wanted him dead, so he could not defy the heavens even if he wanted to.
Looking at the destructive flames crushing down, he threw the pagoda in his hand fiercely. He no longer cared about his own life and death, because at this moment, only death awaited him.
The exquisite pagoda was thrown into the destructive flame law like a drop of dew thrown into a furnace.
Li Lingtian closed his eyes as he tossed the pagoda, waiting for destruction and death to arrive.
His heart had already calmed down.
After entering the Brahma Heavenly Abode, he had endured the darkness and loneliness for three years. He had also been in fear for a few years in the boundless sea of flames. He was already tired. Now, facing death was like a release.
His original body had fallen here, and all his treasures had been left behind.
