He exited the room and took a deep breath to repress his emotions before closing the door. Only then did he rise into the air and depart from the Scorching Basin.

A pair of tear-filled eyes looked on at his departing figure through the window, and the Demonic Greenbird was standing on her shoulder with its body slightly curled up into a ball.

Silver light flashed, and she also vanished in a soundless manner.

By the time Tang Wulin returned to the Blood God Legion, it was already very late into the night. After returning to his dormitory room, his mind was filled with thoughts of her.

Only after pulling out his Golden Dragon Spear and immersing himself in spear intent was he able to slowly enter a meditative state.

Separations were always followed by hope and anticipation for the next reunion.

If he could secure a good result during the competition and earn a promotion to the major rank,...