The endless blood-colored soul energy was continuously refined, the Soul Sea turned into a sea of blood, with blood light shooting to the sky.
The Blood Cocoon shattered, and the Evil Soul ceased to exist.
Zhou Yan found it hard to calm down for a long time, difficult to control the almost collapsing Dao Heart, hard to abandon that sense of powerlessness when facing the unknown.
But Zhou Yan gradually calmed down.
Because apart from being calm, he didn't know what to do.
This world always has too many things that disappoint.
Zhou Yan had once, again and again, held hope, carried perseverance, fought hard and moved forward with great determination.
He thought that as long as he didn't care, he wouldn't feel heartache.
He also thought that as long as he worked hard enough, even if it wasn't perfect, it would be enough to avoid regret.
