Stars dotted the night sky, and a bright moon hung high above, its silvery light spilling over the earth and illuminating the mortal world.
Qian Chongling and Qian Renxue hovered in midair, quietly watching the massacre below.
Qin Ming slaughtered Shrek's Inspection Corps and the three Evil Soul Masters like a madman, until his soul dissipated completely.
"Old Ancestor, why didn't we step in sooner to save him?"
Qian Renxue asked in confusion, her eyes filled with questions.
"Sometimes, living is more terrifying than death."
The corners of Qian Chongling's lips lifted slightly as his indifferent voice rang out.
"Old Ancestor, what do you mean?"
Qian Renxue's brows knitted even tighter. She did not quite understand his words.
"For Qin Ming, his wife and daughter mattered more than anything. They died-were murdered right before his eyes-and he could only watch helplessly."
"Then his faith shattered. Without his faith, wife, or child, living would have made him nothing more than a walking corpse."
"That was why he chose to burn his soul, to avenge himself and his family."
Qian Chongling's voice sounded calm, yet it carried boundless sorrow.
"I see."
Understanding dawned on Qian Renxue, and a wave of emotion welled up in her heart.
"Xue'er, do you know what you should do now?"
Qian Chongling suddenly turned, gazing earnestly into Qian Renxue's eyes as he asked solemnly.
"I do!"
Qian Renxue nodded. "Rebuild Spirit Hall, drive out the Evil Soul Masters, destroy Shrek Academy, and give the continent a bright future."
"As long as you understand."
Qian Chongling smiled faintly, a glimmer of anticipation flowing through his eyes.
"Rest assured, Old Ancestor!"
Qian Renxue clenched her fists, her gaze utterly resolute.
"Where do you think our next stop will be?"
Qian Chongling gazed at the crescent moon on the horizon,