Wu Family Sword Pavilion.
Everyone gathered in the ruined plaza, their faces heavy.
Broken walls and shattered ruins, broken blades and snapped swords—the air still carried waves of bloodstained stench that could not be dispelled, silently recounting the brutality of that night.
"Ancestors above, this unfilial descendant, Liujian, has decided today to lead the entire clan into the Supreme Hall. The Sword Pavilion shall become a forbidden ground of our Lineage. Let all descendants remember: while Azure Cloud endures, the Sword Pavilion shall not rise!"
"While Azure Cloud endures, the Sword Pavilion shall not rise!"
Wu Liujian knelt before the sword graveyard, followed by a group of children. They were the Wu Family Sword Pavilion's last hope. At this moment, they shouted in unison, engraving that responsibility into their hearts.
Shen Yi also led Three Thousand Demons and the others in a respectful tribute toward the sword graveyard, mourning the heroic spirits who had died in battle.
After the rites were complete, everyone headed out of the Sword Pavilion one after another. There was no knowing when they would return. Wu Liujian looked back at the former site of the Sword Pavilion as it gradually vanished into the mist, and countless emotions surged within him.
Three Thousand Demons had already gone ahead with Yu Chen and Sikong Guxing. The three of them were responsible for negotiating with the people of Changfeng Town, while also making a preliminary selection for the sect's location. Their responsibilities were weighty. Shen Yi, meanwhile, traveled with Wu Liujian, protecting the remaining women and children of the Wu Family.
After traveling for several days, perhaps because they had seen much scenery along the way, the grief in everyone's hearts gradually eased. The atmosphere in the convoy was no longer so silent. Happiest of all was Shen