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For a moment, Ning Zhuo considered using Life Hanging by a Thread. He wanted to forcibly control Qing Chi and keep her away from the site of the final battle.

But then he gave a soft sigh and waited for Qing Chi to join him, his gaze complicated.

On one hand, he understood Qing Chi especially well. Ning Zhuo had endured in Fire Persimmon Immortal City for more than a decade for his own mother—how could he possibly not understand Qing Chi's determination to avenge her father?

On the other hand, Ning Zhuo carried much guilt toward Qing Chi. After all, he had disguised himself as Jiao Ma and deceived this Ghost Race girl for a long time. Though his intentions had been good, there had indeed been much exploitation involved.

As for Qing Yan's death...

What war did not claim lives?

"My journey this time serves the greater good. It is for the survival and welfare of the countless living beings of White Paper Immortal City and the entire Yin Tide Black Swamp Wetland!"

"The Qing Family was originally on White Paper Immortal City's side. Like the Jiao Family, they had voluntarily placed their full bet on White Paper Immortal City and were the staunchest faction protecting the city."

"As the tides of fate shifted, the Qing Family was able to form an army in response. That was already an enormous gift."

"Having received such benefits, the Cyan-Scorched Army should have fulfilled its purpose here!"

This was not children playing house.

Which among Ning Zhuo, Sun Lingtong, and Luo Si was not risking their life? Buddha Physician Meng Yaoyin and Gray Bone Old Man had invested even more—long years of time, energy, painstaking planning, and schemes.

To be honest, for the Cyan-Scorched Army to suffer only such minor casualties