It had been a month since Dai Mubai was executed by the Tiandou Imperial Family.
After that day, Dai Mubai's remains were also taken away by Prince Xue Xing, and their whereabouts remained unknown to this day.
There was no need to think about it. Prince Xue Xing had definitely destroyed them!
Flender and Zhao Wuji ultimately could not let go of this disciple. The two of them quietly went to a secluded hillside outside Heaven Dou City.
With no coffin and no remains, all they could do was erect a symbolic grave for Dai Mubai.
On the day they set up the tombstone, the wind blew fiercely, sending Flender's graying hair whipping about.
He squatted before the tombstone and gently rubbed the five words "Grave of Dai Mubai" carved into it with his rough palm.
His face, which usually carried a hint of sternness, now held nothing but undisguised melancholy.
Zhao Wuji stood to one side with his back to the tombstone, gazing at the ranges of mountains in the distance as his broad shoulders trembled slightly.
He said nothing, merely clenching his fists. His knuckles turned white from the force, while his eyes quietly reddened.
The wind swept through the woods, producing a wailing sound, as if someone were sobbing softly.
Flender sighed, his voice hoarse. "That little bastard... even at the end, he still couldn't let me have any peace."
Zhao Wuji's throat bobbed as he added in a deep, muffled voice:
"At least he lived fiercely."
Dai Mubai's death did indeed leave Ma Hongjun and Oscar heartbroken for a while.
The dead were dead, but the living still had to continue living. After the two adjusted themselves, they resumed their cultivation!
As the days passed, Su Yu had already broken through to Level 60, and