Lin Xian silently left Soul-Severing Gorge and returned to the Rong Kingdom alone.
It wasn't that he hadn't considered attacking Jiang Wang, or pursuing the wounded Unmasked Human Demon as she fled.
The first option could kill Qi State's Prodigy and topple the mountain in his heart. The second could punish evil and uphold good, while also making a name for himself—he could stand atop the Unmasked Human Demon's corpse and let All-Under-Heaven know of Lin Xian.
But in the end, he gave up on both.
There were, of course, all sorts of reasons, but he couldn't deny the most important one: he wasn't strong enough.
Though the Unmasked Human Demon had fled in panic before Jiang Wang, the power of her Human Face Supernatural Power was beyond question. There was no telling what other "treasures" she had.
As for Jiang Wang himself... The fact that he had frightened the Unmasked Human Demon into retreat while so gravely wounded spoke volumes.
One had to remember that Jiang Wang had won by contesting Divine Souls in his battle against Xiang Bei at the River Viewing Terrace.
Even with Jiang Wang's body so badly injured, Lin Xian had no confidence he could win a battle of Divine Souls.
Of course, a person's mind could race through a thousand thoughts in an instant. These were simply the most practical considerations at that moment.
In truth, the impulse to attack Jiang Wang had faded away at the sight of that solitary figure sitting with his back turned.
"I look upon him as one gazing up at the peaks of a mountain range, seeing the abyss of the Star River. His height is without limit..."
Back then, Zen Master Zhaowu had left Mount Sumeru and traveled south. Confident in his talents, he had intended to