After seeing Fan Zhongkun leave, Xiang Guiqing and Jia Kong hurried ashore as well.
They then looked at the dozen or so people approaching. These were not their men, but forces from the various groups gathered on the southern shore.
Initially, their hearts jolted, but when they saw that Sword God Yi and the others were not among them, both breathed a sigh of relief.
Had Sword God Yi and the others come in person, they would have had to consider retreating at once.
Before long, their own men caught up as well.
The forces from the southern shore glanced toward the stretch of lake where the fighting had just taken place. By now, the surface had returned to calm, with no other figures in sight.
Only a short distance away, at the center of the lake, the Bishui Palace expert remained enveloped in flames. His Formation Marks had not yet been exhausted.
"Gentlemen, isn't it time you went over as well?" an expert from the southern shore asked, glancing at Xiang Guiqing and Jia Kong.
Xiang Guiqing and Jia Kong ignored the people facing them and instead looked back at the lake. Jia Kong's expression was still fairly calm.
Xiang Guiqing's face, however, was somewhat ashen. He had never expected Zhong Tianlang to meet such an end.
The two of them had originally planned to find somewhere quiet once this business was over and live out what remained of their lives.
But Heaven had denied them that chance. Zhong Tianlang had actually died in this lake, and at the hands of that junior, no less.
Even though Huang Xiao was now dead as well, he still could not let it go.
Of course, with Zhong Tianlang dead, their side had also lost an expert, which put them at a