C479 Who says they can't live

Casually wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth, Hong Ling slowly withdrew his Dragonform. The spirit of the Yanhuang Monarch Mirror turned into lava and slowly separated from his limbs and bones. With a casual wave of his hand, he retracted the Sorrow Spirit Sword back into his hand and turned to look at the Bawang Lance that was quietly inserted into the ground. Today