That night, the City of Eternal Night truly lived up to its name.
That night, countless people in the city lay wide-eyed until dawn.
That night, before daybreak, Yang Qing, Bu Er, and the others bade farewell to their brother, Pei Buji.
Pei Buji was dead. He had paved their road with his life, buying Yang Qing and the others a slender chance of survival.
Mo Beixing covered her mouth and wept in silence.
She was the Holy Maiden and had long since seen through life and death.
Yet at that moment, her tears fell like rain.
Bu Er, Jiang Zhizhou, and the others had stayed awake until their eyes were bloodshot, but their greatest concern now was Yang Qing.
"Young master, Great Hero Pei would never have wanted you to go on like this."
Bu Er stepped forward and steadied Yang Qing.
Ever since Pei Buji had used his own power to utterly destroy the Hidden Chamber, his young master had not spoken a single word.
Jiang Zhizhou stood protectively at Yang Qing's other side. "Bu Er is right. This is our only chance."
The man whose strength surpassed theirs by untold degrees had disappeared for now, but if he found an opportunity to come surging back, they would likely still be unable to withstand him.
Their only safe course now was to leave as quickly as possible and conceal their whereabouts.
Ouyang Lin's gaze remained fixed on the ruins.
He and Pei Buji had often worked as partners and had been through a great deal together.
He had always remembered Pei Buji telling him that, once their business here was settled, he wanted to travel to Heavenly Mountain with him.
He had heard that it had once been Pei Buji's homeland.
"Brother Pei, one day, I will make