tw: burning to death
A cold fist takes hold of Wu Yun's heart. He doesn't know what Lian Feng plans on doing with that talisman, but judging by the resigned look on Zou Qiao's face, he doesn't expect to survive it.
"My clan might have underestimated me, bu so have you," Zou Qiao says. His voice is completely devoid of artifice, or boast. The fist around Wu Yun's heart tightens.
Zou Qiao is speaking as if he knows these are his last words, and he wants them to matter. "I ruined all the talismans for the earth-rending array."
Lian Feng's pupils contract in anger and her lips twist into a cruel line.
A cough burst through Zou Qiao's lips, and the blood of his open wound seeps faster, dripping into his eyes. "Very ambitious, trying to topple Kunlun out of the skies, but I guess you'll have to try some other time. It will take months to remake those talismans."
