Beneath the Divine Mountain emitting brilliant light.
The continuous Mountain Ranges rose and fell, but at this moment, they had already been shattered amidst successive great battles.
Collapsed craters, severed Mountain Ranges, terrifying Sword Marks that had nearly cleaved the mountains in half.
Every stray ripple of power was enough to cause devastation like a natural disaster.
But at this moment,
This conflict had already reached its end.
Light burst forth,
Qi Mengzhang's gaze was icy, killing intent reflecting across the sky. The longsword in his hand thrust out, tearing through the void. In an instant, its light surged, piercing through the sky vault!
This strike
Was born with the intent to kill!
Unfortunately, he was going to die!
At the end of that light, Wang Yuènián, his face covered in blood, spat out a large mouthful of blood. Facing the attack that could kill him, he no longer had much ability to resist.
Brilliant Golden Light rapidly expanded within his pupils.
There was little fear on his blood-stained face, only regret and unwillingness that he had failed to avenge the grudge from all those years ago.
But fortunately,
At least his death still had value.
With him holding them back, his junior brothers should have been able to escape with Junior Brother Ye Han's help.
It was only a pity that, after receiving Master's cultivation, he had never expected to die here in the end.
Unexpectedly,
At the brink of death, what flashed through Wang Yuènián's mind was not the grievance from eighty years ago.
That person, that humiliating past, had passed many years ago. Even the memories had grown somewhat blurred.
What now flashed through his mind was,
After him, who could shoulder Master's lineage?
Decades of tireless teachings,
Master's kindness toward him.
And the many Fellow Sect