Just as Shandao was preparing to make things difficult for me, Yusong, who was standing on the edge of the bottomless abyss, suddenly shouted, "Little Friend Li! Little Friend Li! Hurry and come back up! This aura of the Dao-Proving Heaven is no joke! If you keep going down like this, you'll die without a burial place! Sect Master Liyu is already dead, yet you're trying to inherit the Taiqing Immortal Alliance!"
The voice carried down into the abyss. Because the Great Heavenly Sword had torn open such a massive rift, the echoes continued without end, allowing everyone to hear him loud and clear. When I flew to the cliff's edge with the gourd and looked down, I discovered that the aura of the Dao-Proving Heaven had indeed swept across the bottom of the cliff. What was more, because Li Poxiao had charged down without regard for anything else, it had formed a vortex!
I thought to myself, If he still doesn't die after that, then there really is no justice in this world. That fellow had killed his new lover, then gone down to be buried alongside her. Clearly, his love for his new lover was at least no weaker than his feelings for Zhou Xuan. I truly wondered what Zhou Xuan would think after learning that her man had died for his new lover.
She would probably be angered to death. So I decided it was better not to mention the matter after all. Since Zhou Xuan believed Xia Ruize had killed him, I might as well pretend this had never happened. The dead deserved peace—why should I kick him while he was down?
Seeing that the vortex had concealed everything below, I realized that Li Poxiao had not only failed to come back up, but that the