So, whether it was the righteous path or the demonic path, there was never any shortage of villains. Seeing that Huanglong was already almost out of sight and the demonic aura had subsided, I was preparing to leave. But when I ran into these people who never learned their lesson, I had no choice but to teach them another one. Thus, I simply gave up controlling the formation again and went down personally to attack them.
I had thought I was already on the verge of death, but who would have guessed I would spring back to life again? Those immortals could only flee in a panic once more!
Huanglong vanished out of control yet again. Seeing this, Meiyao was already utterly exhausted. She collapsed onto the ground and began weeping at the sky. Her soft sobs seemed to ask Heaven what exactly she had done wrong—or whether she was actually trapped in a dream. Why had this endlessly repeating nightmare still shown no sign of ending?
As I slaughtered the latest intruders until they fled in disarray, the demonic aura followed close behind and crashed down once more. Seeing that the main hall area was about to sink into an endless sea of demonic aura, I stood in front of the little beauty Meiyao and shook my head, saying blandly, "Let's go. Neither of us can turn this around anymore. Even if we save them one more time, they won't cherish it. Besides, didn't I let most of the slightly less guilty ones run away? Why are you still kneeling here?"
"I'm so sad... Why are they all like this...? Why...? Sob... We're Heavenly Lu Path... not Wind-Spirit City... Why are they all such people? What did I do wrong...? What happened to our Heavenly Lu Path...?" Meiyao wept