When Aoqian arrived at the riverbank, it was just as Mengshu had said.
The river surface seemed frozen, and despite his magical powers, it remained unchanged.
"Song Xiwei!!"
He shouted, but there was no response.
There were several barely alive refugees on the shore, who looked like they had been in the water for a long time before being rescued.
"So, that benefactor's name was Song Xiwei..." one of the refugees said with emotion, tears streaming down his face, "Unfortunately, there will be no more chance to thank him..."
Another refugee began to cry, “Our benefactor saved us, but he died in the riverbank. Is he really beyond saving?”
Before the refugee could finish speaking, Aoqian pulled a bone out of his body out of thin air, scaring him so much that he almost fainted on the spot.
As Ao Qian extracted the demon bone, he released the demon army within his body.
The Imperial Guards saw that their young master had pulled out his demonic bones and turned them into weapons, and was trying to break open the frozen river.
"Young Master, no!"
"Get out of the way!"
"Young Master! The reason the river was frozen was because that lord forcibly did so using his own primordial spirit power. Your demonic bones are the most penetrating material in the world, so it would be easy for you to break the river's surface, but that would leave an irreparable wound on that lord's primordial spirit!"
The demonic bone in Ao Qian's hand disappeared, but his eyes were bloodshot. "What suggestions do you have! I must save him!"
"That person's primordial spirit power was very strange and very powerful, but she used all her power to save people, which is why she used the last bit of her primordial spirit power to balance this riverbank..."
"Enough with the nonsense, all I need to know is how to bring him back!" Aoqian's gaze was fixed on the river, his eyes bloodshot.
"This...I'm afraid..."
"You mean, she just becomes one with this river day after day? And I can't do anything about it?"
"Young lord, everyone has their own destiny. He clearly promised to help you accomplish your great cause, but he risked his life to save those insignificant refugees. He abandoned you first... Young lord, what are you doing! You mustn't!"
Before the other party could finish speaking, Ao Qian had already activated his primordial spirit, attempting to merge himself into the river surface.
The two different primordial spirits suddenly collided. Aoqian contained all the malice and destructive power of his primordial spirit power, and only released his acceptance, tolerance and endurance.
The rejection originating from Song Xiwei's primordial spirit so strongly swept over Xiang Aoqian's primordial spirit.
Aoqian heard someone shouting, "Young Master, no! If this continues, your primordial spirit will be damaged, and you will never be able to reach the summit again! Come back now!"
Aoqian didn't want to hear those sounds, so he turned off his hearing.
All he wanted to do now was use his own spirit to bring back Song Xiwei's consciousness and separate her from that river.
The process is painful; the rejection and backlash suffered by the primordial spirit is a thousand times more painful than that suffered by the physical body.
But Aoqian had not the slightest thought of backing down or giving up.
He felt the power in his body begin to leak away after his primordial spirit was damaged, but what made him even more desperate was that Song Xiwei's primordial spirit power was still rejecting him, and he still could not perceive her consciousness.
He was desperately suffocating in the icy river.
He was filled with remorse.
I regret why I was so petty.
Song Xiwei was injured, and she was indeed dissatisfied and bothered by it.
But the fact that I mind and care about her is just wishful thinking on my part.
She knew nothing, yet he snapped at her, trying to make her empathize with him.
Now, when he thinks about these things, he only feels that he was terribly wrong.
If he hadn't quarreled with Song Xiwei, hadn't left her side when the riverbank was in trouble, and hadn't let her go alone to save these refugees, at least Song Xiwei, who was fighting alongside him, wouldn't have gone so far as to use such a sacrificial method.
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