Honestly, Chu Mu didn't intend to live that long. If it weren't for the threat of the Ancient Jiao people, the Undying level would be of little significance to him.
Of course, if he watched the people around him slowly age, beginning to endure the erosion of time, that feeling wouldn't be too pleasant either.
The soul contract's light was still flickering, and Chu Mu could feel that the severed soul wound was rapidly healing.
Chu Mu looked at the same light shimmering on Yu Suo's body, her eyes still filled with some confusion.
As the soul contract was repaired, the patterns on Yu Suo's face began to slowly fade, gradually restoring her original appearance.
