Where to Go

The altar fell silent for a moment, then weeping surged up from below the stage.

Phoenix race clan members knelt everywhere. Some wailed loudly, some sobbed, and some buried their faces in their palms, their shoulders trembling.

The Farm Teachings Disciples stood on either side of the plaza. None of them knelt, but every one of them lowered their heads in respect.

Xuan folded his hands into his sleeves and bowed slightly. The Disciples behind him followed suit.

On the high platform, the other Elders stepped forward one after another. They shared Li Zhu's thoughts: as the pride of the Phoenix race, as trusted followers who had once fought alongside Yuan Feng to conquer the world.

They, too, did not wish to linger on in this world in wretched survival. Now that their eldest sister had returned to heaven and earth, it was time for them to follow her.

They walked up to Kong Xuan. Some patted his shoulder, some stroked his head, while others merely looked at him in silence.

Then they closed their eyes, and their bodies scattered as their Spiritual Qi and magical power returned to heaven and earth.

One after another, they drifted upward like stars scattered across the sky, carried toward the heavens by the wind.

Though the Phoenix race had countless reluctances, they could only watch their beloved Elders depart.

The crying below the stage grew louder and louder.

Before the last Elder dispersed, she grabbed Kong Xuan's wrist, then Dapeng's wrist, and placed their hands together.

"You brothers... must support each other..."

Kong Xuan turned his hand over and tightly clasped Dapeng's.

"Rest assured, Elder. I'll listen to my brother."

For once, Dapeng did not crack a joke.

The Elder smiled in relief. Her gaze passed over Kong Xuan and Dapeng, settling on