The sunlight shone over the main peak of Mount Li, passing through those sword glows that were like rainbows and resting on Qiushan Jun's body. It illuminated his pale face, his calm eyes, and his body dyed red by his blood. It was both beautiful and bloody, shaking people to the core.
In the end, no one could find a word to say and a deathly stillness continued to hang over the peak.
At this time, the only people with the qualifications to speak were this father and son from the Qiushan clan.
"Father, go home. We've already resolved this Mount Li matter."
