Yan Ye's eyes revealed an unprecedented dejection. When his woman needed him the most, he did not have the ability to help at all. For the first time, Yan Ye hated the heart-wrenching pain on his body. In the past ten thousand years, every time he felt heart-wrenching pain, Qiong Qi and the other four beasts felt heartache and hatred. Only he was willing to endure it.
Every month, he would remember the pain of being alone. He would remember the instructions she had given him ten thousand years ago when her soul dissipated.
She told him to wait for her. She will come back!
However, this time, he couldn't wait any longer. He couldn't wait even a day. He wanted to end everything as soon as possible so that they could start over from ten thousand years ago.