Ling Daoyi and Master Zhishang Chan watched as Refining Soul Old Ancestor died before them. They couldn't quite put their feelings into words.
Regret, sorrow, or perhaps even a touch of there but for the grace of God go I?
After all, the three of them had always stood as equals.
This time, the three of them had joined forces again to fight Ning Wangshu. Yet now, Ning Wangshu had crushed them with overwhelming ease, and Refining Soul Old Ancestor had ultimately failed to escape death.
"After today, people will probably know only him. There'll be no place left for Master Zhishang Chan or me. His title of 'Immortal Venerable' will resound throughout the entire Cultivation World."
Ling Daoyi looked at Ning Wangshu, his feelings complicated.
He had organized this discussion of the Dao to restore his reputation.
He hadn't expected it to become a crushing defeat for his reputation and standing, instead. He had only served to establish Ning Wangshu's truly "invincible" name and make his own position as "the number one person in the world" more secure than ever, beyond challenge!
Feeling the severe injuries within him, Ling Daoyi gave a bitter smile and shook his head. His spirits had sunk, and he felt a touch of bitterness. He knew all too well that it would take decades of recuperation for his injuries to heal.
Master Zhishang Chan, standing nearby, was much the same. He remained silent.
Ning Wangshu paid no attention to the reactions and discussions around him. Turning back to Zhu Xiyan, he said softly, "Xiao Yan, I've avenged Old Fang for you."
"Mm!"
Zhu Xiyan nodded firmly. She looked at the spot where Refining Soul Old Ancestor had been. It was now completely empty.
After a long while, she finally drew a deep breath and