Armies Of Seven Fields Gather

The Saints of the Hell Blade Field and Purple Mansion Field didn't sense any danger. They continued climbing, wanting to get the Merits Records Wall as soon as possible.

Xu Zehai felt himself getting weaker and finally realized something was wrong. Looking inside, he discovered that his bodily functions were failing quickly. His vitality was almost completely gone.

Instantly, shock filled his face. He let out an unwilling voice. "My life… It shouldn't… Ah… How…?"

Thud.

His vitality was all used up. Xu Zehai fell down heavily, turning into a dead body.

"Oh my, how did I become so old?"

"What's going on? My face is covered in wrinkles."

The other Saints of the Hell Blade Field and Purple Mansion Field sensed something wrong too. They all fled down the mountain.

Unfortunately, none of them survived. They all died from old age along the way.

It was merely climbing the mountain, but it took their entire lives.