Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1183

Chapter 1183: Chapter 1183: Loss of Spiritual Power_1 Chapter 1183: Chapter 1183: Loss of Spiritual Power_1 At this moment, Ethan Smith was lying on the ground, looking like an old man in his twilight years.

Wrinkles appeared on his face, and his five viscera and six bowels seemed to be aging!

“Ah!!”

Ethan Smith looked at the white hair drifting down and felt heartbroken!

He never expected that this trip to the Saint Tomb would come at such a huge cost!

For anyone, the passing of youth is incredibly painful, and so it was for Ethan Smith.

He couldn't believe that he had turned from a young man to an old man!

“How could this be…” Ethan Smith grabbed his own white hair, his heart filled with extreme pain and despair.

Tears welled up in his eyes, seemingly unable to believe everything that was happening before him.

However, Ethan Smith was an extremely rational person, and even in this situation, he soon calmed down.

No matter how painful it was right now, nothing could be changed. He could only force himself to crawl towards the Bronze Coffin!

His lifespan was still draining away, but Ethan Smith's body seemed to have reached the extreme of aging, with no more changes happening. Only the wrinkles on his face thickened a bit more.

It took him more than ten arduous minutes to crawl close to the Bronze Coffin.

He grabbed the Bronze Coffin with one hand, struggling to get up from the ground.

A terrifying pressure came crashing down like mountains and seas in an instant, causing Ethan Smith's flesh to crack.

At this moment, the Azure Wood True Body burst into glorious light, enveloping every inch of Ethan Smith's skin.

But obviously, the Azure Wood True Body wouldn't be able to endure for too long. Therefore, Ethan Smith couldn't waste any time. He clenched his teeth with all his might and moved the Bronze Coffin open.

The moment the coffin was opened, tendrils of even stronger Holy Power pervaded the air.

The Azure Wood True Body could no longer withstand the pressure and exploded on the spot!

“Pfft!”

The terrifying Holy Power came abruptly, and Ethan Smith spat out a mouthful of blood! His chest ached intensely!

New_BLE_v1.5.0Ethan Smith tightly grasped the Bronze Coffin, reached out his hand, and touched the inside of the coffin.

A corpse was laid inside the coffin. The corpse appeared intact, with no trace of time left on it.

This was a tall man with sword-like eyebrows and extraordinary bearing. Despite being just a corpse, one could still feel the aura of him conquering the world!

Besides this corpse, Ethan Smith also felt a huge brush inside the Bronze Coffin.

“A Saint Weapon?” Ethan Smith's eyes suddenly lit up!

There was indeed a Saint Weapon hidden inside the coffin!

This brush was thirty centimeters long and several centimeters thick. Although it had been left in the coffin for many years, the brush still emitted a bright glow.

The whole brush looked enormous, more like a horsetail whisk than a brush, almost the same size as a horsetail whisk.

Apart from this corpse and the Brush Saint Weapon, there was nothing else.

Ethan Smith wanted to take the corpse with him, but with his current physical condition, it was simply impossible to carry the brush.

Not only had he lost his spiritual power, but even his body's strength was also nearly depleted.

Ethan Smith tried several times to move the Bronze Coffin but ultimately failed.

Seeing that his lifespan was still draining away and he couldn't afford to waste time, he had to leave, or he would become a dry bone in the Saint Tomb.

“What a pity.” Ethan Smith silently gritted his teeth, put away the brush, and turned around to crawl out.

By now, Ethan Smith could no longer stand and had to force himself to crawl outwards.

The farther he was from the Bronze Coffin, the lesser the pressure from the Holy Power, and the Twilight Qi began to disappear.

Ethan Smith was covered in sweat, his hair turning completely white, and the wrinkles on his face becoming more pronounced.

Seeing that the Stone Door was getting closer and the Holy Power gradually disappearing, the pressure lingering around Ethan Smith's body had become negligible.

He stood up from the ground, walked, and left the Stone Door.

Outside the door.

Frederick Cohen, Chase Field, and Jocelyn Field had not left, they were standing there waiting quietly.

Seeing Ethan Smith emerge from the Saint Tomb, they couldn't recognize this person for a moment.

At this point, another spot was changing. The snow-white long hair on his shoulders, coupled with his black robe, gave him a mysterious appearance.

“Ethan Smith?!” Frederick Cohen rubbed his eyes, recognizing this person first.

He quickly ran to Ethan Smith's side, his face full of worry. “What happened? Your hair… How did it turn white?”

Ethan Smith opened his mouth, not even knowing how to explain.

“It's the Twilight Qi. Under its influence, he has consumed most of his lifespan,” Jocelyn Field said quietly.

“What do you mean?” Frederick Cohen's face changed, and he hastily turned to look at Jocelyn Field.

Jocelyn Field said expressionlessly, “Literally. Ethan Smith is now stepping into old age.”

Old age!

These two words deeply pierced Ethan Smith's heart.

But he knew that Jocelyn Field was right. His body had changed, and who knew how much of his lifespan had been consumed.

“What should we do? Do you guys have a solution?” Frederick Cohen asked anxiously.

Jocelyn Field said, “There is a way. Absorbing Vitality Qi can extend his lifespan.”

As she spoke, Jocelyn Field continued, “But you don't have to worry too much. A Martial Saint Realm cultivator has at least several hundred years to live. Even if his lifespan is drained, he can still live for at least a hundred more years.”

Ethan Smith remained silent, but his heart was full of melancholy.

The trip to the Saint Tomb had cost Ethan Smith over half of his remaining years.

The price for this Saint Weapon was too great.

“Since your lifespan is almost gone, I assume your spiritual power is also depleted,” Chase Field suddenly said indifferently at this moment.

Ethan Smith's eyes were sharp, looking at Chase Field.

“So?” Ethan Smith asked coldly.

Chase Field squinted his eyes and said, “Without spiritual power, you're just a waste! I advise you to hand over any treasures you've got. Otherwise, don't blame me for not being polite!”