She finally looked at those familiar figures in the distance, gradually becoming blurred, and with a sour nose, she said,

"I’m very satisfied with this journey."

[Host!]

The system’s cries gradually faded in her ears.

Shen Tang suddenly couldn’t hear anything, the sounds of battle cries and roars on the battlefield grew distant.

Her vision also blurred, and she lost strength, collapsing to the ground.

Shen Li’s left shoulder was pierced by a sword, staining his red robe even deeper. He seized the opportunity to approach and twisted the alien leader’s head off, casually throwing the beastman of the same rank to the ground.

He wanted to move forward again but suddenly sensed something, turning to look through the flames of war. His blood-red pupils shrank suddenly, and he rushed over frantically, catching the figure about to fall into his arms, "Xiao Tang’er!"

The female’s hair in his arms had turned completely white, and her exquisite face had aged, her once youthful and vibrant body now on the verge of decay, emaciated and light as a feather.

Shen Li could feel so clearly the vitality leaving her body, his heart pained like it was tearing apart, his breathing trembling with the agony, tears flowing down his flushed eyes.

He held her tightly in his arms, pressing his forehead against hers, choking with sobs, "Why... why did you have to do this, you didn’t need to do any of this!"

His voice was trembling, filled with immense pain.

A crystal tear fell from his tall nose, landing salty on her lips.

Seeing the man cry so painfully, Shen Tang’s heart felt even more bitter.

The last time she saw him like this was when she hurt him, and this time, because of her, she once again hurt his heart.

She gently lifted her hand, wanting to wipe the tears from the corner of his eye, "I can save them... we... can win..."

She smiled, "I am the savior..."

Pa.

Her hand lifted halfway up fell abruptly.

Shen Li’s breath seemed to stop in that instant.

The female in his arms completely lost her breath.

After a loud buzzing in his mind, it fell into a pale stillness. Shen Li seemed to suddenly hear nothing, staring blankly at the female in his arms, not knowing how long it took for his seemingly dead heart to regain feeling.

Pain.

Ripping, searing pain.

His body and soul felt as if they were being ripped apart, blood flowing freely, beyond bearable pain.

Shen Li held the person in his arms and cried bitterly.

Tears streamed down his face, he was choked with sobs, no longer carrying his esteemed dignity.

Who had ever seen this noble, world-proud Fox Emperor in such agony and despair?

Xue Yinzhou stumbled over, looking at the lifeless female in Shen Li’s arms, as if his soul were lost, he fell to his knees in despair.

"Tangtang..." he called to her softly, reaching out to gently touch her face.

Though she was now so aged, in his memory, she seemed unchanged, still so familiar.

In his heart, she would never change, always in her most beautiful state.

She was so wonderful, how could she die?

She merely looked like she was just asleep.

Sometimes she was a heavy sleeper, not wanting to wake no matter what.

She needed some delicious food to coax her out of bed.

This time, was she just having a rare lazy morning?

"Tangtang, wake up, won’t you? I’ll find whatever you want to eat, whatever you want, I’ll find it for you." Xue Yinzhou said repeatedly, his hands unable to stop shaking, and the temperature of the female in his arms quickly grew cold, chilling him.

Xue Yinzhou always disliked his snake beast identity, especially in winter, Shen Tang always felt too cold when holding him. He couldn’t hold her freely like others.

Yet now, her body was even colder than his.

No matter how much Xue Yinzhou tried to deceive himself, he had to accept this heartbreaking and despairing truth.

She was dead.

His Female Master, his Tangtang, had left him.

She had promised to always stay by his side, how could she abandon him?

Liar.

She had promised never to deceive him again.

Yet she tricked him once more, left him behind.

Xue Yinzhou bowed his head and kissed her lips, tears falling down.

In all these years of living, this was only his second time shedding tears.

Snake beastmen were always known for their indifference, seemingly never moved to emotional tears.