Ye Wantong was extremely anxious, wanting to stop the giant bear, but she couldn't stop it at all.
No matter what she said or did, the giant bear continued to transfer the yellow light from its body into the Little Bear.
Finally, the yellow light on the giant bear's body was completely gone, and its body quickly withered.
The giant bear turned into an ordinary old bear, devoid of life, looking as if it had been dead for a long time.
It extended its paw, yearningly caressing the broken sword in Ye Wantong's hand, some light flashing again in its eyes.
Afterward, the giant bear slowly closed its eyes, collapsed to the ground, and never moved again.
"No!" Ye Wantong cried out in pain, though this giant bear was not her pet. Yet, at this moment, she felt like the Female Sword Saint, heartbroken, as if she had lost something most precious.
Su Yang stood by, silently watching all this, also feeling deeply moved.
