"This senior brother was truly a good man."
Only after a long while did the group of disciples come back to their senses.
Their mouths went dry as they forced out those words.
Though they already understood that this senior brother had also accepted the mission and naturally needed to prioritize completing it, taking them along might even have held him back.
The leading disciple had already figured this out, but all that remained in him was the relief of having survived a catastrophe.
"This time, we were greedy for merit and rushed ahead recklessly. The closer we get to the central region, the less able we are to handle it. Next, we should choose places that aren't quite so dangerous."
Whatever those dozen or so disciples thought, Lu Qing wore an utterly righteous expression and left at once.
After all, saving them had merely been a casual gesture. Completing his mission was the proper business at hand.
"There are still seven Killing Intent points."
Lu Qing no longer had much feeling toward Killing Intent, but after leaving the mountain range, as he traveled farther south toward the Great Marsh, the coldness became increasingly pronounced. At the same time, a violent impulse stirred, threatening to surge forth.
Lu Qing's state of mind was Illumination, spotless as a speck of dust. This violence arose from the root of a cultivator's humanity. He swept away that trace of violent Qi. "Though it's only a thread, the fact that I can sense it means it is clearly extraordinary."
"This should be the battlefield from back then."
Lu Qing looked ahead and carefully surveyed his surroundings. Before his eyes lay a magnificent yet bizarre sight.
South of the Great Marsh, the flowing water had frozen solid, its entire surface covered in ice. Boundless chill