Caught within the pill furnace, the force of Yan Song’s self-detonation was not only blocked, but turned into transformative power!
Meng Hao began to pant with shock.
He could clearly see that within the pill furnace, the force of Yan Song’s exploding body was turned into a vortex that spun rapidly within the pill furnace. Incredibly… it was transformed into a single, blood-colored medicinal pill!
Concoct a person into a pill, be nostalgic of one’s past. If Not a Pill.
The pill furnace vanished, and the blood-colored medicinal pill flew over to land on the woman’s hand. She looked down at it, then crushed it into ash.
By this point, her body was clearly about to dissipate. She turned, not even looking at Meng Hao, but rather gazing at the withered, dead great tree as she walked toward it.
As she neared, her body continued to fade away. With each step, more of her life force disappeared. As for the great tree, it began to rot away and turn into dust.
“Live together, die together,” the woman murmured as her body disappeared.
The tree had completely rotted into floating ash.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust….
In that instant, everything in front of Meng Hao grew blurry. He was no longer locked in place, but could move once again. Suddenly, in the void in front of him, he saw a man wearing a long green robe. Next to him was a golden woman. They were smiling and laughing as they stepped out into the nothingness.
You are a pill and I am a tree. The year you appeared before me… my life became more than just greenness.
I am a pill and you are a tree. The year I opened my eyes for the first time, I saw you and… my life was no longer lonely.
Sometimes, the meaning of an entire life can be only because of a chance meeting.
His expression serious, Meng Hao clasped hands and bowed deeply toward the two departing figures.
As he bowed, the golden light around him shrank down, and the golden world around him began to collapse. At the same time, the Metal-type totem tattoo on his chest transformed into a character.
Metal!