In her eyes,
Xu Yichuan was the best father in the world.
After so many years of arduous investigation, despite having long braced herself for the possibility, the sight of Xu Yichuan, now an Evil Corpse, still caused the icy walls she had built up in her heart to crumble instantly.
"..."
Eventually, Xu Hongyu closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she turned to look at Chen Mu, whispering, "Let my father, rest in peace."
Chen Mu nodded at her, then flicked his fingers.
A flame drifted out, landing on the body of Xu Yichuan. It quickly ignited into a fierce blaze that engulfed his corpse entirely. The full power of the Separating Fire Artistic Conception was unleashed, burning away the spreading black mist, engulfing flesh and piercing through bone, as the body slowly dissolved into ashes within the flames.
