"Heh, that same lofty, commanding tone again." Blade's voice was low. "Imbibitor Lunae, I can hold him off for you. But don't forget, you and I both have sins we have yet to repay! Until I witness your death with my own eyes, we will meet again!"
Dan Heng said nothing and nodded slightly.
He still remembered how, when Blade first appeared, that madman had screamed at him, listing his sins one by one.
Burying a beloved, destruction of the homeland.
Back then, Dan Heng had felt irritated, wondering why the sins of his previous life had come looking for him.
Now, with the power of his previous life fully awakened, the memories in his mind constantly stabbed at him.
Dan Heng still felt irritated, but now there was a trace of understanding.
Blade was a poor wretch trapped in the past.
He himself could not escape his own past.
Perhaps, of the High-Cloud Quintet, only Jing Yuan, once their junior, had truly forged a path of his own.
Dan Heng did not want to remain trapped in those bygone days. In this life, he still had his companions in the Astral Express Crew and things worth protecting.
Clinging to memories of the past would only bring him torment.
Thus, Dan Heng gave Blade one final look, then turned and left.
The High Elder soared over the Ancient Sea. A breeze gradually stirred over its calm surface, as though even the wind were pushing him onward.
The waves rose as though rejoicing.
Watching Dan Heng depart, Yanqing frowned.
"You can't leave!"
"Boy, where are you looking? Your opponent is me!" Blade shouted.
By now, Yanqing had already taken his Full Firepower stance, his presence more imposing than before.
He had intended to capture them all together, but with Dan Heng