Jian Wushuang sighed silently.
The cultivators within the Crimson Eye Realm, whether from the Upper Realm or the natives, had all given their best.
They had planned and schemed, only to end up here.
Jian Wushuang led Jiang Shang and the others out of the void. In the dark void, a cloud ignited in the eastern sky.
Only Mangshan County was destroyed; the Eastern Lands had not yet fully descended into darkness.
The sun continued to rise as usual.
"I never expected this to be the ending!" Xiang Yang looked at the lotus platform and sighed.
Yang Xiao gazed at the place where the Chief Commander had disappeared, remaining silent for a long time. Yet deep within, he harbored the resolve to inherit the Chief's will.
"I can sense it. My clone hasn't died yet, and neither has Li Miao!" Immortal Jiu Chen's true form didn't seem to care about anything else, still preoccupied with his clone.
