Feng Liu's body was significantly corroded by the Ghastly Qi.
If the seal cannot be lifted, and power restored, survival might not last much longer.
Other Six Tribulation and Seventh Tribulation, perhaps they can wait longer, but Feng Liu has no time left.
The very thought of this Clan Elder falling at a time when the whole clan is full of hope fills everyone in the great hall with boundless grief.
Feng Liu smiled and said, "Life and death are determined by fate, riches and honor are in heaven's hands, I've come to terms with it. It's just death after all..."
"Clan Elder..."
"Uncle Liu..."
Amid the Wind Clan's sorrow, Lin Mu said calmly, "Actually, it's not that there's no way..."
This statement immediately drew everyone's tense gaze in the great hall towards Lin Mu.
Even Feng Liu was no exception.
Personally, he does not fear death.
But the Wind Clan legacy in his Sea of Consciousness, he hopes it won't end because of his demise.
Who wouldn't want to live if they can.
