"It's over..."
"Master, I've killed Wu Lianyi and avenged you!"
At Coiling Dragon Ridge, Fang Qianyuan stood atop Little White's head, gazing down over the land from on high as he spoke quietly.
What met his eyes was a scene of desolation and ruin. When supreme powerhouses struck without regard for the destruction they wrought, this was the result: the city had been razed in an instant, and the vast majority of those hiding within it had been killed. Tian Heng had used a secret art to disgorge the few survivors from the belly of his spirit creature, Taotie, but much of their origin energy had also been drained. Now they lay limp as water, sprawled on the ground, unable to rise.
After a brief inspection, Tian Heng ordered Lu Ping and the others to look after them. He then flew into the sky and came before Little White, facing Fang Qianyuan.
"What is it? You don't look pleased."
Fang Qianyuan said, "There was never much joy to be had in killing someone like him."
Tian Heng said, "Indeed. Though Wu Lianyi was naive, the ideals he pursued could certainly be called noble. But ultimately, we are Heaven-Tier members of the great sects. What we must protect is the stability and peace of this world."
"He sought to force change through extreme measures, even to sever the future of all Spirit Tamers under heaven. He was nothing more than a deluded fool."
Given Tian Heng's standing, this judgment after the fact served as a summation of Wu Lianyi's life-the final verdict once the coffin was sealed.
Such an honor was not something just anyone could receive.
But as a powerhouse with an unwavering resolve in the Dao, he could hardly throw his full support behind Wu Lianyi merely because he