"Why, why?"
Die Lvxin let out a desolate wail, rushing towards the Elephant God on the throne, sobbing uncontrollably.
Throughout the banquet, all the butterflies listened to his rhythmic snores, tears streaming silently down their faces.
They had already sensed that he might never wake again, and even if he did, he would fall into senility and forget their existence.
Just as the Siren's curse foretold:
"Oh brave and wise Knowledge Elephant God, you will fall into senility in old age, and die in that senility."
...
The Longevity Divine Spirit quietly led the Phoenix Emperor away from the tear-filled Divine Hall.
The Amber Swallowtail Butterfly appeared somewhat melancholy.
"Birth, aging, illness, and death are the constants of life. Longevity must always face these," the Longevity Divine Spirit said softly, quietly leading her away from the Divine Hall.
