"Ahhh..."
"Lin Xuan... I'll kill you, kill you..."
In Pure Yang Heaven, within the palace complex occupied by the Grand Elder's faction, a roar brimming with killing intent exploded across the sky, scattering even the Immortal Mist.
Feng Changjian had gone mad. The terrifying Dao wounds on his Pure Yang Spirit Body remained, still continuously venting Dao power outward.
"Hmph..."
A cold snort sounded beside his ear, and at last, a sliver of clarity appeared in Feng Changjian's crazed eyes.
"Bang!"
The next moment, he dropped to his knees, his face utterly defeated.
"Master..."
He practically trembled as he called out those two words. Then his entire body went limp, and he toppled to the ground like a dead dog.
Pure Yang radiance flickered, and the Old Man in Green who had once appeared within the endless void slowly condensed beside Feng Changjian.
"What a disgrace."
The Old Man in Green rebuked him blandly, his eyes filled with majesty.
Feng Changjian's face was ashen, his voice turning hoarse. "Master, this disciple... is crippled..."
Anger flashed through the Old Man in Green's eyes, but it subsided in an instant.
He paced to one side, his indifferent voice drifting back. "Then abandon the Dao. You were meant to abandon the Dao and cultivate anew in the first place. This is no more than a minor setback. Can't you even withstand such a blow?"
Feng Changjian's deathly face stirred. His hands moved, and he forced his battered body upright.
"Abandon... abandon the Dao? But reaching this day... was... not easy for me."
Unwillingness surfaced in his eyes.
"Do you still want revenge?"
The Old Man in Green's figure shattered. When he reappeared, he was already right beside Feng Changjian.
Feng Changjian jumped in fright, but upon hearing the old man's words, he abruptly