Xuan Zi on the Run

His pupils contracted slightly, disbelief filling his eyes.

Xuan Zi's body trembled nonstop, disbelief written across his face.

As he inhaled the pungent stench of blood in the air, the faces and voices of the Shrek Students and Clear Sky Sect disciples from moments ago surfaced in his mind.

They had been living, breathing people just moments ago, yet now they had been killed. He had clearly promised to protect them, but in the end, he had failed to fulfill that promise. Perhaps even in their final moments, they had believed he would keep them safe.

Xuan Zi's eyes reddened and welled with tears. He gritted his teeth, the muscles in his face twisting together as pain filled his expression.

He forced down the fury in his heart. Rather than going back for revenge, he continued flying without looking back, trying to leave this place.

The reason was simple. It was not that he feared death; he only feared dying without the slightest value.

Only by surviving could he avenge the dead. If he died on the battlefield now, it would mean no one could avenge them.

Right now, escaping was what mattered most. After all, as long as the green hills remained, there would be no shortage of firewood.

Once he returned to Shrek Academy, he would resign from Mu En and atone for his sins. He had committed another grave mistake, and he was utterly unworthy of continuing as a Sea God Pavilion Elder.

He made up his mind that even if Mu En chose to keep him again, he would not accept.

Thoughts churned through Xuan Zi's mind. That assassination method from earlier had to be Kong Deming! Damn Kong Deming, one day, I will avenge everyone who died because of you!

"Old Kong, do we still