Chu Yi lay prostrate on the ground until his knees ached, then he reluctantly stood up while enduring the pain.
"You must remember, remember your initial intentions."
These words echoed over and over in Chu Yi's mind. Muttering to himself, it seemed that Chu Yi finally had an epiphany.
"Elder, I will bear your teachings in mind. Rest peacefully in reunion with your Huan'er."
Chu Yi bowed three times towards the dilapidated altar.
Crash!
Suddenly, the entire altar shattered into pieces, it seems like in these many years, the altar had merged with Jiang Taixu.
Feeling the departure of the other, it too had vanished with the wind.
"How miraculous."
Chu Yi murmured to himself, his hand unconsciously touching the Immortal Wheel Eye.
Now, he felt as if he suddenly bore additional responsibility. In the remaining river of life, Chu Yi had not only himself to face but also Jiang Taixu, who had just vanished before his eyes.
"Elder, it is time for us to go."
