Yue Qingshan watched Zhou Yan kill Li Fengxing so easily. Alongside his shock, he felt a pang of regret.
"Your Highness, King Zhou, did it have to come to this?"
Looking at Li Fengxing's corpse, Yue Qingshan said, "Li Fengxing may have harbored ill intentions, but he was still a cultivator of the Void Transformation Realm. And with the Demonic Calamity raging, he was also the head of the Li Family..."
"Wouldn't it have been better to spare his life and let him fight the Demonic Calamity..."
"Then you could have given him an honorable, dignified end. He could have inflicted more damage on the Devil Race without harming morale..."
"..."
Zhou Yan's expression did not change. "Nothing in this world is foolproof. I personally ventured into the Demon Realm because of the Demonic Calamity. I won't claim to have served all humanity, but I can say with a clear conscience that my actions have been honorable..."
"Yet the moment Li Fengxing saw me, he wanted me dead. If I didn't kill a man like that, was I supposed to leave him alive as a threat..."
"I am no saint, and I won't hold myself to a saint's standards..."
"You know how grave the Demonic Calamity has become. So tell me your choice: will you die by my hand, or come with me to the Demon Realm to fight the Devil Race..."
"..."
Li Fengxing's death only strengthened Zhou Yan's resolve.
At such a critical moment, he needed to be more decisive. He could not leave everyone leaderless, scattered like loose sand.
One misstep could throw them into disarray, or even set them fighting among themselves.
With Xia Qingchen's fate still unknown, it was all the more important for Zhou Yan to step forward now. Only then might he save