'Haha, Zhao Chen... I trained you like my own child, but you think so narrowly. Are you so stupid not to realize what is best for you?' Zhao Yuhan laughed at his stupidity for investing in and training such a fool and poisonous child, the treasured disciple who backstabbed him only for personal benefit.
Both of his hearts were ruptured by the cursed swords, and he couldn't face the Purple Mountain's seven Great Lords with his current condition. Demise was obvious, but he was sure his fate would be worse than death if he let himself fall into the enemy's hands.
"Ha ha ha! Good!" Zhao Yuhan laughed at the sky while accumulating all the remaining energy in his body into his core dantian, preparing for a self-destruct. "Now I will destroy the Nine Heavenly Secrets Scroll and my legacy along with my body so nobody can obtain them! I shall drag you all to the deepest hell!"
