"Master Zhang... Senior Xiao!"
Jiang Dali stood on the ground, clasped his hands in salute, and bowed to the enormous Dragon Turtle, speaking in a coarse voice.
"I regret that I wasn't able to see you two one last time. Let me undertake the final purification of the abyss."
From the Dragon Turtle's dark golden pupils, suddenly two lines of scorching tears flowed down like a waterfall, falling from its long neck as it raised its head, the sound emitted was poignant like a mournful song, as though it was mourning for Xiao Sanxiao and Zhang Sanfeng.
Jiang Dali's expression was moved, and he hesitated no longer. He turned to face the abyss, which resembled a massive rift in the earth, intending to solemnly command the four Divine Beasts to unleash their power together, to charge into the abyss and completely purify the Fallen Heaven and Earth's Intent.
Suddenly, his will sensed the manifestation of Zhu Wushi's will emerging from the abyss.
"Old Zhu!"
