When Lonemoon came back from causing a distraction outside, Qi Chengyu's battle had already ended. The originally arrogant Gan Zirui was completely devoid of breath while on the other hand, Qi Chengyu was covered in wounds all over. She had indeed held true to her word; she had fought on with all her might as tough as it might be to avenge herself and did not allow anyone to help her. At the moment he took his last breath, her unstable body seemed to finally relieve its last breath and she fell flat onto the ground, her long sword stained with blood also dropping from her hands.
"Hey, it's done." Shen Ying who had just came back suddenly spoke and nudged the person beside her.
"Holy shit!" Taken aback, Lonemoon retreated a step. "Where did you just go to?"
"Up the mountain." Shen Ying pointed towards the peak.
