"Roar..." "Whoo..." "Huff..."
The Mercenary Group that Steals Fire dispersed again, lingering around the mid-mountain and the foot of the mountain, helping to clean up.
The lightning disaster they had just experienced had been frightful yet safe.
However, the fond spirits that inhabited this mountain had undoubtedly suffered greatly.
But who could be blamed for this?
The laws of the universe wanted to punish Master Han, but Master Han didn't die. Innocent lives were unexpectedly affected, but in the end, wasn't this just the cycle of the universe?
The students didn't understand, they couldn't see through it.
What they could do was limited, save some surviving little animals and then burn the bodies to prevent the spread of the disease. That was already the limit of their ability.
...
At the top of the scarred mountain, only Ye Hanjun was left.
In the past, he would surely think of ways to go to more private places, and then explore the changes in his abilities.
