Just as Xiao Yan held the palm of the high priest, the high priest's body moved slightly, and his closed eyelids trembled slightly. It was not until Xiao Yan's voice was heard slowly. There was no trace of vitality in his turbid eyes. Such eyes meant that life had come to an end.

The high priest's old cheeks were full of death and opened his mouth slightly, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"The way to follow... is up to you... the Lord of Realm." As soon as the high priest said this, the last trace of anger in his eyes dissipated, as if his last breath was to wait for Xiao Yan. Now that Xiao Yan is here, he has come to an end.

"High Priest, how to go next, please point me in a direction." Xiao Yan looked at the high priest who was dissipating his anger and asked quickly. The death of the high priest was so sudden. But counting it, the high priest had lived for many years. Even though the high priest belonged to the divine turtle clan, its lifespan was limited. From ancient times to the present, except for Xia Zenghui who lived in such a special form, most of them turned into quicksand under the years.

Faced with Xiao Yan's inquiry, the high priest did not speak anymore, his eyes slowly closed, and the last trace of breath on his body also dissipated. Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Both Old You and Dust Immortal stood behind Xiao Yan, with sadness on their faces. Even though Xiao Yan is now the Lord of the Doudi Continent, he cannot change the normal cycle of life and death, unless Xiao Yan can reach a higher level and can touch the cycle of life and death, but now Xiao Yan is helpless in the face of the death of the high priest.

Xiao Yan investigated the high priest's body, and suddenly his face was stunned and he was a little guilty.

"The Spirit of the Starry Sky... I absorbed the Spirit of the Starry Sky. The High Priest has survived to this day by relying on the energy of the Spirit of the Starry Sky. Because I absorbed the Spirit of the Starry Sky, the High Priest lost the support of the energy, so he fell..." Xiao Yan showed a deep self-blame look on his face. He never thought that it turned out that the original owner of the Spirit of the Starry Sky was the high priest. When Xiao Yan absorbed the Spirit of the Starry Sky, he also took away the life of the High priest.

Xiao Yan spread his palm, and the spirit of the starry sky was suspended in his palm. Looking at the spirit of the starry sky in his hand, Xiao Yan was a little breathless, and finally fell deeply in front of the high priest.

The high priest gave all his help to Xiao Yan, while Xiao Yan always thought that the high priest was plotting against him, which made Xiao Yan feel even more uncomfortable.

The first time I met the high priest, he was called Xiao Yan's benefactor. Now Xiao Yan also knows the reason for the whole incident. The benefactor he mentioned was actually thanking him and thanking Xiao Yan for the entire Doudi Continent. How could Xiao Yan admire such a great righteousness?

"It is a blessing for the entire Doudi Continent to have seniors like this!" Xiao Yan knelt down and bowed hard to the fallen high priest. After a long time, Xiao Yan stood up and showed a look of perseverance in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I will be guarded by me, Xiao Yan, from now on. I will let them pay their blood debts for the revenge of Doudi Continent." Xiao Yan said firmly. The people of this continent have paid too much for it. The high priest has been making careful plans for revenge all his life, but it is a pity that he cannot witness that day with his own eyes.
Chapter completed!