An Uneasy Heart

A quarter of an hour later, atop a mountain beyond the city.

Lu Ran and He Qifeng stood side by side, one gazing at the sky, the other looking down at the ground.

"Great Golden Celestial Monk Palm." Lu Ran murmured. In the distant night sky, a gigantic golden palm emerged, stretching as far as ten thousand meters!

Ten thousand meters!

A full ten kilometers. Even the mountain where Lu Ran stood was within its range of attack.

"Let's go, Qifeng," Lu Ran reminded her.

He Qifeng kept staring at the magnificent city below, watching the swaying firelight within it as memories of the past surfaced one after another.

Only she knew how much hardship and suffering had gone into building this city.

And now, all her painstaking effort was about to vanish into smoke beneath the crushing force of a single giant palm.

"Qifeng, go." Lu Ran's voice softened considerably. Before the Wind Emperor could come back to her senses, he wrapped an arm around her waist, and mist surged beneath their feet.

"Hiss—"

The man and woman shot straight backward.

He Qifeng's nose suddenly stung.

There was no such thing as gradually drifting apart in a final farewell.

Her view was abruptly blocked by the edge of the cliff, and she could no longer see Zijin City.

Lu Ran carried her rapidly backward. Amid the billowing fog, the golden monk palm in the high heavens came crashing down.

"Rumble!!"

The golden monk palm descended with overwhelming force, utterly crushing the towering ancient city.

The deafening roar made He Qifeng's heart clench violently.

She possessed countless admirable qualities, but whenever Zijin City was involved, she always lost her composure.

There was no other reason.

It was because of her Dao Heart.

"Qifeng. Qifeng?" Lu Ran called out more loudly.