"Allow me to continue living in this world?"
The War God replied without any fluctuation in his voice, but rather calmly and with a faint smile, his bright eyes seeing through everything in the world, "Great Emperor of Divine Martial, I am well aware of the extent of my injuries. If they could have been healed, it would have already been done. How could it have come to this? I know you are mysterious and powerful, and you may have some heaven-defying object that could allow me to continue living, but I am tired of barely clinging to life. Please forgive me for being unable to join you in battling across the cosmos."
"War God, it's good enough that you are alive!"
Beiming Fengye was desperate.
He had followed Chu Yuan in battles across the Reincarnation Ground, and he had said that he could save the War God—certainly, he must have a way.
The Wilderness cannot be without the War God!
"That kind of living is not what I want."
