A black dog that was extremely old and had almost all its hair fallen off. Its old eyes were filled with muddy tears. It carried the emperor’s corpse on its back and tried to straighten its hunched back.
“In this life... There’s not much. I want to bring you back.”
This was its wish. How could such a powerful Heavenly Emperor Die? It wanted to bring him back to life.
However, it didn’t have much time left. If it didn’t go for a final fight, it might never have a chance.
The old wounds were hard to get rid of. In addition, its vitality had already dried up. It only had a small part of its declining life left to walk.
Time was like a blade that would eventually cut off everything.
It couldn’t hold on anymore. However, it really wanted to see his magnificent and invincible body return. It wanted to see him roar and break the Soul River. It wanted to see him punch the four poles of the floating earth... the glorious years would appear again.
