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A startled exclamation came from the two of them.
Though they stood on different sides, both shared a similar thought.
Sixty years of lifespan as the price?
He was so stubborn...
Ye Mingshang gritted his teeth, fully aware of what sixty years of lifespan represented. Joan was an ordinary person, unlike him who possessed a long lifespan.
Sixty years was nearly his entire life. Moreover, the most important thing was that Joan clearly had only a few years left to live.
Suffering from lymphoma, he had at most three years left. Yet he insisted on using a spell that cost sixty years of lifespan.
It was like borrowing a large loan when you clearly had no ability to repay it.
The consequences were naturally unspoken.
"Joan! Quickly take back the spell; I'll handle this. Don't do anything foolish!"
Ye Mingshang suddenly shouted.
Joan turned around and smiled slightly.
"I'm sorry, Master, but I can't turn back now."
"Damn it!" Ye Mingshang gritted his teeth, his fists clenched tightly.
Turning his head, Joan calmly looked at Sha Qian.
"This contract needs to set a restriction and an exchange condition."
"My restriction is that it can only be used against my mortal enemies, and the price is my sixty years of lifespan."
Joan looked at him, his expression slightly bitter yet somewhat relieved.
"You will definitely die today, right here in my life-and-death killing formation."
As he spoke, the ground began to tremble, especially within a ten-step radius around Joan, where the shaking was most intense, almost reaching the level of a magnitude ten earthquake.
However, despite the violent shaking, the ground did not crack, and neither of them seemed unsteady.
Sha Qian, being a Soul Body, could float in mid-air. Joan was quite remarkable; his feet stood firmly on the ground as if they were nailed there, showing no signs of instability at all.
With both hands slowly raised, a powerful and surging force brewed within the formation, unstoppable.
"Enjoy the power that comes at the cost of my lifespan of sixty years."
Within the formation, Joan seemed to become a god, completely toying with Sha Qian as if he were in control, leaving no room for resistance.
That force was fierce and mysterious, formless and invisible, leaving no way to dodge or resist.
Under this power, everything appeared so insignificant. Facing it felt like facing fate itself; even a strong figure like Sha Qian could not withstand it at all.
Visibly, Sha Qian's body floated in mid-air, lying flat as if being pulled and crushed by some unseen force.
Accompanied by his silent roar, his body was gradually worn away, slowly dissipating. Unlike others, his death left not even a trace of Essence behind.
It was as if he had been directly erased from this world. Even through the cycles of eternity, there would never again be a person named Sha Qian.
How strange!
Ye Mingshang, observing from a distance, also felt an extraordinary strangeness, deeply shocked by the mystery and power of such strength, something he had never heard of before.
Sha Qian was dead, completely gone without a trace.
Then, as the formation dispersed, Joan suddenly collapsed, still lacking the strength to support herself.
"Joan!"
Ye Mingshang hurried over to help Joan up and was immediately taken aback.
Even though he had mentally prepared himself, seeing it still shocked him.
A lifespan of a hundred years...
At that moment, Joan looked nothing like a young person at all.
Her hair was gray, her face covered in wrinkles like the bark of an ancient tree. There were many age spots on her skin, her eyes were cloudy and lifeless, and her skin sagged, clearly devoid of vitality.
She appeared to be on the brink of death.
It was hard to imagine that just moments ago she had been a woman in her twenties. So quickly, she had turned into a frail old woman.
She pressed her lips together, suppressing the sadness in her heart, and helped him up, shaking his body gently.
“Joan, Joan, wake up, don’t sleep, Joan!”
Hearing the call, Joan slowly opened his eyes, which were filled with yellow-brown spots, as if he couldn’t see clearly. The only glimmer of light in his eyes gradually faded.
At this state, even being 80 years old would be too old! Even someone over a hundred wouldn’t look like this. He looked just like the old immortals from the Celestial Abode in his past life.
When something that doesn’t belong to you is used and cannot be returned, there will be such a price to pay...
Joan had used merely three years of his lifespan to cast a spell that required a century of life as its cost; naturally, he had to pay the price for deceiving fate.
The current aging was just the beginning; he would become weaker and weaker, possibly even turning directly into Essence, leaving behind not even a complete soul.
Joan opened his mouth, which was very dry and made it hard for him to speak.
“Master... I’m sorry. Disciple has embarrassed you.”
His voice was weak, as if he was barely hanging on by a thread and could pass away at any moment.
Hearing such a voice pained Ye Mingshang's heart, making her eyes feel sore.
“No, you did very well. Being able to kill an Old Monster like Sha Qian was indeed beyond my expectations. I didn’t expect you to have access to The Power of the Laws; it’s truly astonishing.”
Ye Mingshang shook her head and said.
Joan smiled faintly, but it was a forced smile. His skin was very dry, seeming as if it would crack with just a slight pull.
"Master, I’m sorry for the fat man; it’s my fault for taking his power. If I could, I would really like to return the Dao Dan to him, but unfortunately, I don’t have time left."
Ye Mingshang bit her lip and remained silent.
"Using this spell comes at a great cost, and power is one aspect of it. Originally, the Dao Dan was part of me, and it couldn't be retained. Fortunately, since it isn’t mine, there’s still a way."
As she spoke, Joan reached into her robe and pulled out a small orb radiating a golden glow; it was her Dao Dan. To be precise, it was the Dao Dan she had taken from the fat man.
"After casting the spell, I took it out. Since it isn’t mine, it worked well and wasn’t destroyed along with me."
She handed the Dao Dan to Ye Mingshang.
"Please give this to the fat man and tell him I’m sorry. If there’s a next life, I would still like to be his brother."
Now, Joan had lost even the last glimmer of light in her eyes; she was already devoid of life. Her entire being appeared even more aged; her head had fallen, and her skin was pale and cracked.
"Knowing you all has been my greatest fortune in this life. Farewell, my friends..."
As her voice fell, Joan, who had been lying in Ye Mingshang's hands—though aged—was still a person. She began to crumble away bit by bit until she gradually dissipated.
In the end, nothing was left.
Ultimately, she transformed into a handful of yellow earth, not even leaving a trace behind as she scattered with the wind, drifting away to an unknown destination. (To be continued.)
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