(Third update)
The Immortal Dao was merciless. Indeed, it was merciless. Liu Hang had cultivated for over three hundred years before finally advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm, yet only a few years after his advancement, he had fallen just like that. There was no denying it-the Immortal Dao was merciless!
Li Xiaoya wept bitterly, his fists tightly clenched. When he had first entered the Heavenly Dao Sect, Senior Brother Liu Hang had patiently guided him, teaching him to read and write one word at a time, watching over his cultivation day and night. Those scenes flooded his heart. In the Heavenly Dao Sect, Senior Brother Liu Hang had been his closest family; even Heavenly Venerable Daoling could not compare in his heart. Yet now, Senior Brother Liu Hang had fallen just like that. How could he not be utterly heartbroken? Worse still, during the great war against the Demonic Path, he had clearly had a chance to help Senior Brother Liu Hang. If his senior brother had not been injured, he would never have fallen so easily to Black Skeleton's sneak attack... The more Li Xiaoya thought about it, the more grief and guilt consumed him...
Seeing this, Heavenly Venerable Daoling sighed inwardly. He was grieving too, but his memories held so many such sorrows that he had grown somewhat numb. Few of the cultivators who had once cultivated and hunted treasures alongside him were still alive. His master, his senior brothers, and her... Distant memories suddenly resurfaced, and his eyes grew moist as he dwelled on them. After a long while, he lamented inwardly, The Immortal Dao is merciless, but human hearts are not!!!
Suddenly!
"Hm?" As though sensing something, Heavenly Venerable Daoling stirred inwardly and suddenly slapped his Storage Pouch. A Soul Lamp appeared in his hand,