
Xin Zhan sank all the way to his waist, his consciousness began to be completely obscured by thick dense smoke. He felt nothing in his lungs anymore, meaning he could no longer breathe. The ship had sunk completely, along with the fifties of soldiers, they all died on the way to Renwu City. At the very least, the news of this death will be an honorable death for those who are not. But for a Xin Zhan who is believed to inherit the power of the Demon Sword, this news will become news that further makes the Shang Empire slump.
Xin Zhan had never expected the power of this cruel Fire of Immortality, he was burning indiscriminately. It's just right that even the sea water becomes hot, maybe also under there the seaweed and coral have fallen out in this fire. Xin Zhan could no longer feel his body, his face sinking, his eyes could only see the surface of the water giving off smoke. However, his loyal hand was raised upwards while holding the necklace his mother gave him.
"Happy birthday, for both of us." His words were not clear by the water entering his throat. The heat burned as the fire-like water penetrated the skin in his body. Xin Zhan died, unable to endure the pain again until within the last second. His body had sunk into that heartless ocean.
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Ren Yuan became worried for some vague reason, repeatedly he took a rough breath. Supposedly the voyage had already reached Renwu City, he had no idea what his first son, Xin Zhan was doing.
But her tears fell for no reason. Ren Yuan wiped it off slowly, seeing that tears had drenched the back of his hand. But he is not sad. The night passed by for a very long time, Ren Yuan was unable to sleep all night. While Fanlu City had been quiet for a long time, no one was out of the house or going about their activities anymore.
The anxiety did not immediately disappear, Ren Yuan decided to go to a port not so far from his home. Looking out at the high seas while wondering where his son Xin Zhan was, and what was happening to him at the moment. That night the sky was starless, only thin clouds of gray moving covered the moon that was only half visible. The dim light did not obscure Ren Yuan's view, from the wind that blew the woman could expect a storm was sweeping far ahead.
"Danell ...."
His two hands fused together, Ren Yuan's gaze continued to gaze far away, until the end of the night arrived and he remained there. The night breeze changed into a cold blind morning, Xin Xia apparently found out Ren Yuan was not home, and heard from one of the fishermen that the woman was standing in the harbor alone.
Xin Xia informed him that the cold was not good for Ren Yuan's health, immediately without waiting for Ren Yuan's reply, Xin Xia immediately brought him home.
In the morning, the sunlight came back bringing the heat. Then the tares in Fanlu City were still very dense, as the City had already become the center of the Shang Empire. Renwu Town Substitute that has been abandoned. Many warriors roamed the wine shops and also the gun shops. Compared to Renwu City, Fanlu City offers the beauty of the high sea, seafood and the simplicity of the people in speaking words.
The place of peace and tranquility is certainly never spared from the terrible news, this month how many times the case of death was heard. The stabbing happened again on the seafront just as the last time residents found the dead body of an old man with a wooden message in his hand. However, the news this time was much more shocking than anything else.
Xin Zhan was found lying on the seafront. Not breathing. No heartbeat or pulse. All the people who were swarming around seemed to be frozen by the ice, unable to move or just speak. A city guard ventured to squat next to Xin Zhan's body and check his temperature. It was cold, pale and almost like there was no blood flowing in his body. The bitterness was evident on the man's face, after which he cast a glance at the coastal community.
"He's dead."
"It can't be ...."
"You're lying, where might he leave us all ...."
That morning the city streets were shocked by the return of Xin Zhan, without a boat or anything else that was the reason why he was able to get to Fanlu City. There were no burns or cuts, the motorcade of footsteps carrying the young man's body moved into a house decorated with beautiful flowerbeds and some herbs. The past few years Ren Yuan decided to become a medicinal expert, his name was quite famous and his skill was no longer in doubt.
The woman had just put on her footwear to go quietly to the harbor before the presence of a group of people shocked her. The men stumbled to his place while pointing towards the sea.
"Young Master Xin has returned!"
Ren Yuan's face looked happy, there was nothing to wait for but Xin Zhan's return, but what he saw from the expressions on the faces of those people seemed like something very bad had happened. Ren Yuan caught the unease, he said remain calm.
"What's wrong?"
"That's ...." The young man nudged the friend next to him, they were actually sailors who used to be at the base. The two were hoping for each other, no one would want to explain things to Ren Yuan since that woman was the one who was the hardest hit if this news sounded in his ears.
Ren Yuan passed the two in a hurry, the bad premonition he felt was a sign. A row of residents stared at him, as if knowing what would happen if Ren Yuan saw how Xin Zhan was doing.
On the orders of the army chief, Xin Zhan was taken to a nearby treatment house. There was only a medicine expert whose age had advanced. He accepted the arrival to his surprise.
"Please, for the sake of this young man's life. Give me everything you got!" The man in armour and the great body pleaded, if now there is still enough room to prostrate he will do it with pleasure. To him Xin Zhan was the heart of Fanlu City, even almost the entire Empire. It was not the slightest bit of sacrifice and struggle that Xin Zhan had put in to continue guarding this Empire in seven years. He continued his father's duties, with or without remuneration.
"I'll pay with all my money. Do your best. We're begging you."
The old man checked Xin Zhan's pulse, feeling the impossibility of returning the life. But all eyes were staring at him expectantly, the superior of the soldiers in armor was checking backwards in confusion. He had sent two people to tell Ren Yuan this but until now they had not been seen.
"Have they not delivered this news yet?"
"Let me tell Mrs Ren as soon as possible."
Before they could move it turned out that Ren Yuan was running in the medicine house, seeing that his son had become unconscious. The woman's eyes were round, she was exactly looking at Xin Chen 7 years ago, while under the feet of the Demon Queen. Liveless.