In an instant, an endless stream of Life and Death Aura enveloped Chen Yan, severing the connection between this body and Chen Yan's true self.
Lu Xunyang had made his decision: he would send Chen Yan back.
He would abandon everyone else to save Chen Yan alone.
He had no other choice.
At that moment, within the already shattered Fallen Heart Valley—
The whole valley lay desolate.
No one spoke. They all looked at Chen Yan.
"The Heavenly Divine General has inscribed the Immortal Dao and reached the Absolute Peak!"
"Chen Yan, leave this place. Don't drag us down any longer." Ke Qingxuan smiled and silently mouthed something to Chen Yan.
Her final words dissolved into the wind. No one heard them.
"Chen Yan, for my sake, find a chance to pull the Imperial Calamity from my daughter's body. She's only eight." Xia Long spoke heavily, then let out a bitter laugh.
"Chen Yan, why did you kill Shi Ziqin? Why?"
Zhang Ting, who had been silent all this time, erupted. Roaring, he poured out all the resentment in his heart:
"You could have suppressed her. You could have grievously wounded her. But why did you have to kill her?
"She was in the wrong, yes, she was in the wrong, but couldn't you have handled it more gently...?"
He had held it in for far too long. This was a rage buried in his heart, one that would never fade.
The day Shi Ziqin died, he lost something precious for good.
Had he done wrong?
The world had forced him into it. Xia Hanzhou had forced him into it.
He had been driven to it. He was the one who had been sacrificed.
But why had the world treated him this way, making him someone everyone despised?
He roared