"Great Commander..." Yuan Xi stood behind Lu Ye and called softly.
She had never met Yun Shiwang before, nor had she ever heard Lu Ye mention him. But since they were fellow disciples, their relationship should have been very good.
Now, with such a relative dying before him, her Great Commander must have been grief-stricken. She wanted to comfort him, yet did not know how to begin.
Lu Ye slowly shook his head, then gradually rose and solemnly bowed toward the place where Yun Shiwang had vanished. "Farewell, Senior Brother!"
Heaven had indeed not treated Yun Shiwang poorly. After being enslaved by the will of the Heavenly Pivot Sword for so many years, he had regained a trace of his awareness at the very end.
And this was already the best possible ending for him.
As the Sword Slave of the Heavenly Pivot Sword, once the Supreme Treasure shattered, there was no way for him, its Sword Slave, to survive alone. In other words, Yun Shiwang had truly died the moment he became a Sword Slave all those years ago.
When all was said and done, he had Ba Qiu to thank for shattering the Heavenly Pivot Sword and allowing him to regain a sliver of awareness at the end.
The strongest expert in the Inner Realm had remained silent all along, seemingly deliberately leaving Lu Ye and Yun Shiwang time to bid farewell. Only now did he suddenly snort coldly. "Since you're all here, why hide your heads and show only your tails? Ba is here today. Whoever wants my life, come take it yourself!"
As his voice fell, several figures revealed themselves one after another in the surrounding space.
Every one of them possessed unfathomable auras, their forms as deep as an abyss.
Lu Ye swept his gaze