Jiang Ding's knuckles whitened around his sword hilt.
He had no idea how many True Lords, Heavenly Lords, and Immortal Sect Citizens the Immortal Sect had sacrificed to win this war.
He did not know how to comfort a Heavenly Lord who was weeping.
My condolences. The dead cannot return?
Your wife died for the Immortal Sect. Her death was worthy, and future generations will surely remember her?
Too hollow!
Too shallow!
A Heavenly Lord had lived through so much, yet he still grieved this deeply. Worse, his wife had died in a campaign he had personally driven forward. She had worked tirelessly behind the scenes to help him achieve his goal, to make it happen, only to...
Jiang Ding did not know what to say.
Perhaps Divine Mechanism Heavenly Lord only needed someone to listen, not someone to comfort him.
Jiang Ding thought this in silence.
After a long while, Divine Mechanism Heavenly Lord's emotions eased a little.
"Senior,"
"Why belittle yourself?"
Jiang Ding said earnestly, "With a Spirit Transformation cultivation base, you commanded a Void Refining battlefield, killed countless Spirit Transformation cultivators, severely wounded several Void Refining experts, and forced them back. What a tremendous feat that was!"
"What realm prodigy, what hero of the realms, could possibly compare to you?"
"You will surely break through to Void Refining."
"And you will attain the realm beyond it, too."
"When that day comes, please take your revenge with your own hands. I would gladly serve as your vanguard, charge into battle under your command, cut down generals and crush enemies, and never retreat a single step."
"I look forward to that day."
"Yes,"
Divine Mechanism Heavenly Lord's tears slowed in his red, swollen eyes. "I'm strong too," he said bitterly.
"My wife was strong too. She should have been