Bai Ying stood amidst the ruins of the Profound Mystery Sect, her gaze sweeping across the desolate landscape. The once majestic structures, symbols of power and authority, were now reduced to rubble, a testament to the sect's downfall. She had achieved her revenge, the culmination of years of pain and suffering.
She looked up at the sky, her eyes filled with a mix of sorrow and relief. "Rest in peace, everyone," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "Your suffering has been avenged. I vow to protect your descendants, to ensure that your legacy lives on."
The wind carried her words across the ruins, a solemn promise echoing through the silence. She closed her eyes, allowing the memories of her clan to wash over her, their faces etched in her mind, their voices ringing in her ears.
Yun Lintian watched her from a distance, his expression calm and patient. He gave her the space she needed, allowing her to grieve and to find peace.
