Chapter 947 Merania

“That won't be necessary,” Vassily said, shaking his head with a smile. “I don't have much time left.”

Though he could not hear Jokovich, he was aware of what the latter said through his spiritual sense.

“I can no longer see nor hear. Leave me. Let me die here.”

Vassily sat quietly on the mound of soil he had excavated. Extending the reach of his spiritual sense, he savored one final look at the world.

He had never looked at a chip of gravel or a blade of grass so acutely before.

In the mud beneath the ground were motionless insects that did not appear to have survived the winter, but Vassily could feel the frailty of their pulse.

The great cultivator, famed throughout Epea, suddenly felt remorse. He regretted never taking the time to appreciate anything in the world.

Though all he could see at that moment was clearer than his eyes ever could, it no longer had any color.

“If I were a farmer like my father instead of a cultivator, I might be happier than I am now.”

Following the murmur, Vassily's aura severed abruptly.

Seven beams of spiritual sense fell onto Vassily, searching for signs of life within him.

He no longer had a pulse. In the face of impending death, he did not struggle or lose control.

Instead, he had ended his life, choosing to leave on his own terms to preserve the final shred of dignity befitting a legend.

Jokovich turned to the cultivator who spoke beside him.

“Mr. Vassily has lived under the surveillance of Western Army, has he not? Does he have any kin?”

a frown. “According to our records, Mr. Vassily never married, but he did have a brother who passed away a

lightly, and

storage ring on his index

the treasures within, but

one-eyed man clenched Vassily's

Army upholds honor, and we will make sure this gets to them intact.”

lifted Vassily slowly and placed him

of them placed their right hands

Remdik's people held a legendary figure like Vassily in high esteem,

down the pit,

the soil above and filled the crater

done, Jokovich turned to regard the

escaped with an extrication technique that is beyond the range of my spiritual sense. We have no means of determining the direction he is headed in. Judging by his tracks, however, he most likely headed south. His purpose in coming to Ballachov was to leave by sneaking into an

Jokovich spoke, he

him, the one-eyed cultivator spoke

Does Sanctuary not intend to

to regard

you rescued the fatty

Having intended to rescue Nicholas, they learned with their spiritual sense that he had been crushed to death beneath the earth only after digging seventy meters

to seek trouble by

step toward Jokovich. “Are

chuckle. “Did you

pointed at the ground

joined forces with him. Now Vassily is dead. Do you think our cultivation level is low, or is Jonathan lucky? I'm done trying to kill

slowly past

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