Hua Yunfei's eyes reddened. Witnessing the tragic news of three disciples in a single day dealt him a tremendous blow.
Although those three disciples did not belong to this node, they were still his disciples.
"Why was the me over there gone?" Hua Yunfei wondered. Who could answer this question for him?
If he had still been there and had not disappeared, would his disciples have avoided this calamity?
What about the others? His disciples had suffered calamity—had everyone else also...
He thought of what the shattered little cauldron had said. They were all dead. Everyone was dead...
Those words were heartrending and weighed heavily on the heart. What exactly had happened to leave it so utterly despairing?
Hua Yunfei did not dwell on it. As he lifted the severed hand, he encountered resistance. Temporal and karmic force descended to suppress him, seeking not only to destroy him, but also the severed hand.
Once people and events from different nodes came into contact, immeasurable consequences would arise.
But at this moment, Hua Yunfei was an Immortal Emperor. He did not care about karma at this level; his Immortal Emperor cultivation was enough to resolve it.
"I am an Immortal Emperor. Karma, sever!"
Hua Yunfei shouted lowly, forcibly severing all karma with Immortal Emperor-level cultivation and placing the severed hand into the Hongmeng God Realm.
Afterward, he built four cenotaphs on Daoyuan Peak. They belonged to the grown-up Ye Bufan, Huang Xuan, Jia Duobao, and Chu Qing'er.
He also buried the severed hand in Chu Qing'er's cenotaph, hoping that after sensing Daoyuan Peak's aura, she could rest in peace.
"Master promises you all that I will surely seek justice for you. That day will not be far off!!"
Hua Yunfei swore an oath before the cenotaphs.
He left the Hongmeng God