Both burned!

[An aged, weary voice rang out in your mind.]

[It was Chen Xuanji's voice, the former Great Emperor of the human race.]

[His remnant soul had been sleeping deep within your sea of consciousness.]

[Now, he had awakened.]

[Another voice rang out with his.]

[It was the Sword Emperor Remnant Soul.]

[His voice was cold and sharp, like an unsheathed sword.]

["The human race... had fallen this far?"]

[There was no anger or sorrow in the Sword Emperor Remnant Soul's voice, only an indescribable desolation.]

["Three Great Emperors have come knocking at our door. Where are the other Great Emperors of the human race? Where is Ouyang Lie? Where is Situ Kong?"]

[Chen Xuanji spoke furiously, then gave a bitter chuckle, as though he had figured something out.]

["Right. They won't come."]

["Those bastards!"]

["Cowards!"]

[The Sword Emperor Remnant Soul spat out the word coldly.]

["Don't blame them."]

[Chen Xuanji's voice was soft. "The eldritch are too powerful. Who wouldn't be afraid?"]

[You knelt amid the ruins, covered in blood, clutching that golden Fox Mark.]

[You wanted to say something, but your throat was already hoarse. You could not utter a single word.]

[You only called out in your heart. "Senior."]

[Chen Xuanji sensed your call.]

[His remnant soul flickered within your sea of consciousness, like a lamp on the verge of burning out, struggling to shine for one last instant in the wind.]

["Su Ming."]

[His voice softened, becoming as gentle as it had been when he taught you to cultivate in the Canglan Realm.]

["You've done very well. Far better than I imagined."]

["Senior, I can't hold the line anymore. Luo Yiyi is dead. Senior Divine Silkworm is dead. Ye Chuxue is dead too."]

["Senior Wushuang has been crippled, and Jin Lin is almost gone. I..."]

["I know."]