Above the heavens.
Gu Lisheng's gaze dimmed. His greatest failure had been relying too much on his forebears, yet they had spent their entire lives fighting... and had almost no descendants. After they passed away in meditation, he had found himself with few people left to use.
When the Immortal Court had utterly collapsed, even Fatty had died protecting him. The tragically shrill roar before his death still lingered by his ears:
"Gu Lisheng, this Daoist master thought you were the child of fortune! Who knew that fortune rose and fell with the strength of the Immortal Court—it was never yours!"
"Damn it all, this Daoist master was deceived by Heaven! I followed the wrong man!!"
"Run! Gu Lisheng, if this Daoist master gets another life, I'll dig up your Immortal Tomb! If you escape alive, we'll meet again in the next life! I'll definitely suppress you inside a Great Tomb!"
"Fellow immortals, protect the prince!"
"You mongrel traitors of the myriad races, who dares fight this Daoist master!! Come!!!"
Outside the gates of a magnificent heavenly palace, Song Heng, drenched head to toe in blood, roared furiously at the heavenly gates. His Daoist robe was in tatters as he charged outward with no thought of turning back, leaving behind only an incomparably resolute silhouette.
Gu Lisheng's heart twisted painfully as he recalled that agonizing past once more. His expression abruptly became incomparably tortured, as though his soul were being torn apart without end.
"Uncle Zang..." Amid his pain, Gu Lisheng's face revealed a deep longing, and he continued murmuring the name under his breath.
"To see the prince safe and well, this subject... is deeply gratified."
A warm smile appeared on Zang's lips, just as it had when he returned to court all those years ago. "I wonder