Chapter 621: Hold On

An Zichen looked at Poseidon, who had exploded into a pile of minced flesh.

Her pale cheeks revealed a faint smile.

An Zichen's fragile and sanctified gaze rested on Yang Fei's cheeks.

The expression in her eyes was incredibly warm.

"With this, Poseidon is dead, and I'll leave the mess in the Dragon King Hall to you," she said.

"I might not make it through this…"

As she spoke, she removed a ring from her left ring finger and placed it in the palm of Yang Fei's hand.

Yang Fei looked down at it.

The ring was dark and unremarkable.

However, its metallic texture was unique, cold to the bone.

It instantly calmed the restless, fearful heart.

Just as he was about to say something, An Zichen suddenly vomited a large mouthful of fresh blood with a retching sound.

Yang Fei was shocked, quickly feeling for An Zichen's pulse.

An Zichen's pulse was extremely disordered, as thin as a thread.

Inside her body, her organs and meridians had been destroyed beyond recognition.