The vitality within his body gushed away like a breached dam.
Xiao Yuanqing lowered his head and looked at the longsword piercing through his chest, his expression filled with bewilderment.
No matter how great his talent, he was still a child not yet twenty. The thoughts in his mind simply could not support him in making sense of what was happening before his eyes.
Song Lingqing said nothing more. She pulled out her longsword, raised it again, and cleanly severed Xiao Yuanqing's head.
After confirming Xiao Yuanqing was dead, Song Lingqing slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, turned, and left. Only a murmur lingered behind her.
"You were not wrong, and neither was I. But some things, once done, must be paid for in the end."
"You are the price."
"If the sect refused to help the Song Family, even if it merely stood by with folded arms, I would not resent it. But they should not have shattered my Immortal Bone."
"If no one helped me, my family would be destroyed, my Immortal Bone shattered, and I would have no chance to avenge them for the rest of my life. That is taking my life from me."
"The day I set foot upon the immortal path, I made my decision. Even if I must die, I will die upon the road to immortality. No matter the price, I will never stop walking."
"The Phantom Spirit Sect severed my path to immortality; I will sever its lifeline. Asking for some compensation is not wrong."
At the border of the Phantom Spirit Mountain Range.
People flowed past in an endless stream.
In these extraordinary times, disciples entered and left with great frequency. The pressure on certain elders had become immense, and they were practically working day and night