This was the fifth watch of the night, the final stretch of a night cleaved into three. Night descended, spreading across the sea.
The entire Ghostface Fish Sea was utterly silent.
A silence so oppressive it was almost suffocating.
Even the waves knew better than to make a sound.
Everyone could sense the magma-like emotions Jiang Wang had suppressed beneath his calm exterior.
His heart brimmed with killing intent, with nowhere to vent it. Sword in hand, he looked in all directions, yet knew not whom to cut down. It was truly stifling!
As Li Longchuan's friends and family, how could they not feel the same?
But everyone had their constraints, everyone had their misgivings. Everyone lived in this world, bound by different rules and strictures. One could not necessarily rage simply because one was angry; one could not necessarily feel wronged simply because one had been wronged.
Living in the Mortal World, one's very body was a thread of the Mortal World.
Cast into the Sea of Bitterness, everyone had to endure.
Thus, they could understand Jiang Wang's emotional outburst and understand why he had brushed aside their well-meaning attempts to stop him. Yet they still wanted to stop him, and still would have acted to stop him—but they could not comprehend Jiang Wang's Calamity Void Realm.
When Tian Anping truly fell into a near-death state and they wanted to speak up to stop it, Jiang Wang put away his sword himself.
But perhaps only Tian Anping understood what kind of power it took, in that moment, to break free from the Heavenly Dao's choice.
Watching Tian Anping's swaying back as he departed, Yan Fu let out a breath of relief!
No matter how much he detested Tian Anping, he absolutely did not want Tian Anping to die at