"He's born."
Tianxie looked at his son before gazing at Ruoxin, the latter couldn't even look as Tianxie took the child and moved into a special space where he created, it's a small place, much like a room.
Tianxie had not much knowledge in parenting, but he knew one thing, even children of the Gods cry when they are born, but his child, he's looking at his father with a frown, like someone enduring a great pain.
Seeing this, Tianxie withdraws his sword: "Don't worry, it will be painless, the next thing you'll know is you're already alive again." but at this moment after finishing his words, the child smiled at him.
Tianxie that had never feared the heavens and death, for the first time in his life had a bead of tear formed on his eyes.
For some reason, the child felt like he himself acknowledged his fate, Tianxie felt weak, but he only has ten seconds left, he grips his hands tightly that even blood started to ooze out of his palm.