That's right, at this very moment.
Lu Yuan, whether in appearance.
Or the aura that emanated from him.
All seemed like an old man on the verge of death.
Pale hair.
Withered body.
And the utterly depleted life force.
All of it told the story that he seemed about to fall at any moment.
Moreover, all of this wasn't just superficial.
Lu Yuan could clearly feel that the aura within him was very weak, and his strength was completely exhausted.
Even at this moment, he couldn't muster it, it didn't seem fake at all.
Yet he still sat there steadily.
Expression calm.
Because for him, whether it's real or not really doesn't matter anymore.
Having come this far, there's no need to think too much.
So, in the face of everything now.
Lu Yuan chose to accept it calmly, while feeling the vitality within withering away bit by bit, then began to reach its end.
