The crowd was utterly shaken.
If Compassionate Sage were to witness the desolation of Heavenly Heritage City, who knows if he’d go mad.
The White Tiger was the first to sense the approaching danger, let out a low growl to the crowd, and ran towards the Seven Cities of the Heavenly Abyss.
It deliberately slowed down, allowing everyone to get on its back.
Everyone instantly moved away.
Yue Mingzhu also held Jiang Fan’s hand, quickly preparing to move, but she found she couldn’t pull Jiang Fan along.
Looking back, she saw Jiang Fan standing in place, showing no intention of leaving.
"Jiang Fan, hurry up!"
"The one Compassionate Sage wants to kill most is you."
Yue Mingzhu said anxiously.
Jiang Fan deeply gazed at her, slowly released her hand, and said, "You and the others go first."
Compassionate Sage’s return was just a breath away, and the road to the Qintian Bureau was long and distant.
How could they possibly escape?
Unless someone stayed to hold back Compassionate Sage.
And before setting out, Jiang Fan had already decided on that person.
It was himself.
Understanding Jiang Fan’s intention, Yue Mingzhu’s eyes trembled:
"You, doing this will get you killed!"
A Divinity Transformation against a Sage?
How is that different from a mortal against a Divinity Transformation?
With a single thought, Jiang Fan would be reduced to ashes.
Jiang Fan gently caressed her cheek and said, "Mingzhu, some things have to be done by someone."
"The Half-Giant clan should have been extinct a thousand years ago; it was Compassionate Sage who left them for his selfish purposes, causing a thousand years of suffering in the Returning Ruins State."
"And countless casualties today in Central Earth."
"This debt must be collected by someone."
"And I, with little time left, will do it!"
"I will speak on behalf of the Forgetful Wild Elder, the Returning Ruins State, and Central Earth to ask this unworthy sage to step down!"
"He is not worthy of being called Sage!"
Yue Mingzhu was momentarily stunned and grasped Jiang Fan’s hand tightly: "What do you mean by ’with little time left’?"
Jiang Fan watched as everyone disappeared from sight with the White Tiger, leaving only Lin Zhenyu, a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, frantically flying into the distance.
He tightly embraced Yue Mingzhu and said:
"The Heavenly Mechanism Elder once divined the fate for me, the Six-Path Masters, and the Heavenly Listening Bodhisattva."
"All three of us will die in the near future."
"Now, the Heavenly Listening Bodhisattva has already fallen as foretold."
"Next, it’s my turn and the Six-Path Masters."
Yue Mingzhu’s mind thundered.
She had once heard her master mention the Heavenly Mechanism Elder as someone who had never failed to foresee the future.
The heavenly mechanisms he glimpsed always came true without deviation.
If he foresaw Jiang Fan’s death, then it would undeniably happen.
Yue Mingzhu finally understood why, after their reunion on the Demon Continent, he had become so open and candid about their relationship.
And why he had uncharacteristically promised to marry her after the Ancient Giant was dealt with.
It turned out this was because Jiang Fan knew his destiny was limited and wanted to provide her with whatever she desired within his limited time.
"Jiang Fan..." Yue Mingzhu hurriedly held onto Jiang Fan’s waist, embracing him tightly: "No, this can’t be true."
"I don’t want you to die... We promised to marry and grow old together."
"We’ve only just reached this point, I don’t want you to leave, sobbing..."
She stomped her feet, tears pouring down like rain.
Ever since Jiang Fan promised to marry her, not a day passed without a smile on her face.
She had been waiting for this day.
And yet, it came as a thunderbolt from a clear sky.
Jiang Fan gently patted her back and said, "Alright, you must leave now."