When he came to speak again, his voice had become unbelievably hoarse and his words came out haltingly, the man struggling with every syllable to complete his sentence.

“I am not asking for anything..... but..... can you..... not forget me.....”

After he finished that sentence, he raised his head up and looked at her with reddened eyes that seemed to be holding back endless words, but did not say anything.

He didn’t want to die.

But, he wanted her to continue to live.

Xi Zhan Chen’s tall figure whizzed into movement, while a haughty and gleeful smile was still hanging on Qing Tian Lin’s face, and Qing Yu’s eyes were slightly widened, looking at Xi Zhan Chen with a look of incomprehension on her face.

A sudden change came over the man’s body as the thumb sized black lotus bloom on that enchanting countenance of his grew and started to spread maniacally, covering half of his face, and the aura coming out from his body felt strange and unfamiliar.

In his hands that had been bare and empty, an illusory shadow of a long sword suddenly appeared.

Yes, just an illusory shadow, of a sword that could not be seen clearly.

It was rumoured from a long time ago that Xi Zhan Chen was in possession of the fastest sword in the world, a divine artifact, but no one had ever seen that incredible and amazing sword.

Only dead people have seen it, as no one could survive through the power of that sword.

But now, they have come to see it. The sword’s true form was indeed something extraordinary to see.

“That sword..... It’s name is Hidden Soul. Shapeless and formless, hidden within one’s spirit soul. As long as one’s spirit soul is not destroyed, it will forever exist, a spirit sword created out of one’s spirit soul after achieving a certain level of power and might.” Qing Ye Li went on to explain as he stared at the faint illusory shadow of the sword.

This man..... is really not an ordinary person. To be able to possess such a powerful weapon, he cannot be an ordinary member of the snake tribe.

But, there was no use trying to decipher the man’s identity any longer.

Because, he could very well guess the man’s intentions.

The aura around Xi Zhan Chen’s entire person had turned to become exceptionally cold and sinister. As the dark portal with its strange coloured flames continued to expand, the man shot forward to drag Qing Tian Lin who was attacking him furiously, to fall straight into the portal together with him.

At that same moment, the sword in his hand went on to slash very rapidly several times at the portal’s door. The portal immediately stopped expanding, and then quickly sealed shut, all of that happening in just a matter of a few breaths’ time.

Qing Yu stood there staring dazedly as she watched the portal close, as she heard the vengeful and agonized roar of Qing Tian Lin coming out from within, and saw the last final gaze Xi Zhan Chen gave her. His lips had opened and closed slightly, to say something to her.

Qing Yu immediately broke into tears.

I love you.

Do not forget me, will you?