Meng Chuan watched Liu Tuan turn to ash. Across karma, fate, and space-time, every trace of him had vanished. There was no possibility of resurrection.
That had been a strike delivered with everything Meng Chuan had, gathering all that he was.
A single strike at his peak.
That one blow had cost Meng Chuan even more than fighting for hundreds or thousands of years.
[Administrator] The Ancient One lv195: Wang Shi is dead. I've withdrawn.
[Group Member] Dugu Baitian lv187: Eclipse King is dead. Luo Feng and I have left too.
Meng Chuan smiled. It was just as expected, wasn't it?
Kill the enemy, withdraw safely—all in one breath, without the slightest hesitation.
[Administrator] Meng Chuan lv249: Liu Tuan is dead!
As the three reported their victories, cheers erupted across the various worlds.
The Villain Chat Group had lost one Ordinary Member, two Veteran Members, and one Administrator in a single operation.
It was an unprecedented victory!
Watching the three of them speak, Meng Qi suddenly felt a little envious.
To strike across a thousand miles, take an enemy general's head, then throw back his head and howl at the sky—now that was imposing.
Meng Qi drifted into a daydream. If he ever had the chance to visit the Shrouding the Heavens World, he would surely take a Great Emperor's head, hold it aloft, and roar:
Meng Chuan is dead!
Just imagining it felt wonderful!
Meng Chuan had no idea that a few words from the three of them had sent Meng Qi down such a treasonous train of thought.
Meng Chuan did not leave the Great Zhou Imperial Clan World. He waited.
He wanted to see how the Villain Chat Group would react. Would they launch a frenzied counterattack, or...
A long time passed without any Villain Chat Group