[Life Limit -1 Trillion Points]
Fan Wubing's skin began to age and wrinkle. Time swiftly carved terrifying marks upon him. This "growing old," which everyone will face yet everyone struggles to accept, happened to him just like that.
Bixi loudly asked again, "Is your life enough?"
"It's enough!" Fan Wubing's eyes burned with intensity. His hair gradually turned gray, and a trace of wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.
Bixi rushed through a curtain of interwoven gray and white light and shadow.
Fan Wubing's life limit was fixed at [6,279 Trillion].
In this calculation, it's equivalent to reaching fifty years of age from a hundred. Although there's a sense of aging, he is still spirited.
Bixi was quite surprised, "You actually withstood it. I was planning to help you."
Fan Wubing laughed and said, "I can hold on for a long time yet!"
His vitality visibly recovered quickly, and his blood bar rapidly returned to its previous length.
