Jiang Fan's fair, jade-like skin gradually turned a sallow yellow, oozing grease. His long hair, once as black as pearls, faded to grey. His eyes lost their luster, and his vitality steadily decayed. The faint stench from moments ago had become overwhelmingly pungent.
The surrounding butterflies and bees scattered in all directions.
Even more severely, as his Ancestor Ring shattered, Jiang Fan's cultivation rapidly plummeted. The aura of the Peak of Heavenly Human Five Declines instantly dropped to the Heavenly Person Four Declines, and it continued to fall. At this rate, Jiang Fan's cultivation would regress below the Divinity Transformation Realm. His life force would also weaken drastically; in a few months at most, he would die from exhaustion.
*RIIIP!*
Suddenly, the sky above split open, revealing a massive rift. Outside the crack stood a pale warhorse, panting heavily. Seated upon it was a majestic figure draped in a black cloak that billowed in the wind.
