All the way, those accompanying him are few in number.
Spiritual Energy from Zhou Yan spread out.
He saw Long Xianyin quietly, her face weary.
Saw Fei Ya of the Sky Saber Mantis Race, lost in soul.
Saw Qian Xi silently talking about Tao with Qian Yao, and saw Liu Haoxin sharing insights with Xiong Ba.
Saw the gaunt Fu Wanling, and the indifferent Suxin.
Saw many family and friends who had accompanied him along the way.
These people were not happy.
Of course, if Zhou Yan were to die, how could they be happy?
...
Zhou Yan's words were calm.
Yet these calm words moved Mu Qingyan and the Holy Spirits deeply.
"Zhou Yan... Are you Zhou Yan?"
Mu Qingyan seemed to finally have a bit of confirmation.
Therefore, her voice was somewhat trembling.
"Whether I am or not, ask your own heart, and you will know."
Zhou Yan smiled slightly, his gaze fixed on Mu Qingyan.
At this moment, Jiang Yuning, Zhou Lingyi, and Feng Zishuang trembled in their broken bodies.
