Finally, as if he couldn't bear it any longer—
Large mouthfuls of blood suddenly spurted out and his body fell limply to the side.
"Wei Zixi!!"
Xi Yue suddenly stepped forward to support him, and the original power was injected into his body like crazy as if it was free.
But it's too late!
It's already too late!
Wei Zixi's body was already exhausted, and his soul was also riddled with holes.
In fact, as early as when he chose to let the Haotian Divine Staff self-destruct, he was already doomed to die.
"Unknown! Unknown! Xiyue, what happened to Unknown?" The little red bird exclaimed anxiously.
The huge figure swooped down and landed on an island.
This island is very small, with dense iron sword trees everywhere. It is deserted and uninhabited. It is an unnamed island that is not one of the eighty-one cloud islands.
As soon as the little red bird landed, it anxiously restored its original size and came to Xi Yue.
"Xiyue, what happened to Weizhi? Why is he vomiting so much blood? You... you hurry up and save him! Can't your original power revive the dead? Can't it even revive corpses?"
Xi Yue's trembling hands were still holding Wei Zixi's wrist.
The gushing blood had dyed her clothes red.
Her original power was almost exhausted, and even the hemostatic drugs, detoxifying pills, qi-replenishing pills, and those precious spiritual plants and fruits in the space were fed to him.
However, instead of improving, Wei Zixi's condition became increasingly devastating and worse.
“Ahem… No need, it’s a waste of energy.” Wei Zixi smiled lazily and nonchalantly, “I merged with the Haotian Staff by sacrificing my soul and flesh. If the Haotian Staff disappears, I will also be reduced to ashes and never be reborn.”
He spoke in a low, weak voice, blood gushing out of his internal organs. The pain of soul destruction could drive even the strongest person crazy, but he seemed to be unaware of it: "But, isn't this good? I am... ahem... a demon who destroys the world, and anyone can kill me. No one in this world wants me to live, and no one wants me to reincarnate. Besides, I'm tired of this kind of life. To be reduced to ashes and never be reborn, this kind of ending is good..."
“Stop talking!!” Xi Yue let out a scream that was almost like a wail, “Xi Weizhi, who said that no one wants you to live? You are my brother, my family, and I have never thought of you dying! I didn’t want you to die at the bottom of the pit ten thousand years ago, and I don’t want you to die now either!!”
Wei Zixi seemed to be stunned for a moment.
The weak hand moved slowly and gently touched his face.
The warm liquid stuck to his fingertips. Wei Zixi put his fingers on the tip of his tongue and licked them. It was salty, hot, and mixed with the smell of blood, but it was so warm.
This is the smell of tears, Xiyue's tears.
Wei Zixi was a little incredulous and said, "Xiyue, are you crying for me right now? Are you sad and upset because of me?"
Xi Yue opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but only a low moan came out of her throat.
Tears fell drop by drop on Wei Zixi's face, dissolving the thick blood.
"If... I had known earlier that I would remain your unknown, you would cry and worry about me; if... ... I had known earlier that I would become your younger brother, you would not abandon me, maybe... I..." (To be continued)