The old man could only vaguely make out the young girl's form, but he could clearly feel the anticipation in her eyes.
One must have hope to live!
The old man didn't have the heart to extinguish the hope in the girl's eyes.
'Regaining my sight... that's not something a single Bright Eyes Flower can do.'
'Even a Celestial God probably wouldn't have such power!'
'It was my own fault. After becoming a Five-finger Peak Creator and avenging my son, I let my guard down.'
'That's why I was poisoned without realizing it until it was too late, with the effects only flaring up after I entered the Secret Realm.'
'Now, my strength is merely that of a Three-finger High Tier Creator, and my ability to wield my soul continues to weaken.'
It was already a miracle that he managed to escape with his life in Longya City.
If not for those few Celestial Destiny Seekers from Longya City intervening, Cao Xing'an—who was already a Five-finger High Tier Creator back then—would never have spared him.
