At the same time, Deng Yong and Deng Lei suddenly coughed up blood.
"Ninety percent of my lifespan is gone."
Haven’t you heard that hair is black in the morning and turns white in the evening?
As the two were talking, the middle-aged man's originally long black hair instantly turned into long, slender snow-white hair.
His face began to turn into bark, with countless wrinkles.
The originally straight spine became bent.
"The price of praying to the gods is really heavy. I don't know if we made the right choice."
"It can't be wrong. The ancestor has already revealed it. It is right before our eyes. Apart from this person, there will be no one else."
In the clouds.
Louis, who was swallowed by the deep-sea monster and continued to fall downwards, felt his whole body getting colder and colder.
It was as if I was submerged by the waves and immersed in the deep sea, with the cold corroding everything around me.
"You really don't know your own limitations. You're a strong warrior in the Spirit Transformation Realm, yet you still dare to charge in? I don't know whether to praise you for your courage or recklessness." The voice in his heart had a hint of teasing.
"Courage is often accompanied by recklessness. Success is being a brave man, and failure is being a reckless man," Louis said self-deprecatingly.
"So you admit that you are a reckless man?"
"Does it still matter? I seem to be dying. It's too cold around me. I can feel my consciousness being eroded by the cold... Maybe when I reach the ground, I will die in an instant."
"Die, your soul is gone, I'll take it over."
"It's funny. Our souls are one. I am you and you are me. If my soul dies, you will cease to exist."
"Are you admitting that we are one?"
"At this point, what does it matter whether you admit it or not?"
"Are you giving up on living? What about Xia Qianqing? Didn't you just make an agreement with her that you would go back?"
"I... I don't know. I'm a little scared. I seem to feel that I am becoming less and less like myself. Although I know that people will change, but... am I really myself after becoming like this?"
"What you said is interesting. It's like asking a middle-aged office worker whether the silly kid who loved chasing kites when he was a kid is actually him. What do you think he would answer you?"
"...Yeah, that's me...even though it's different, I'm still me."
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