Bidding farewell to Lu Xingyan, Liu Yuanzhen carried a sword on his back as drenched in blood as his hands, a sword that would never be unsheathed again in this lifetime, and embarked on the path of redemption.
"Since everything is resolved, there's no benefit for me to stay in the Immortal Spirit Realm any longer." Lu Xingyan turned to look at Lu Xingze who had been silently waiting by his side: "You return to the Demon Hall later, and I will go back to the Outer World."
"Are you serious?" Lu Xingze said somberly.
I was still hoping that Lu Xingyan was just joking.
But who knew, when he said he was about to leave, he really meant it.
"Otherwise, do you think I'm just saying this to tease you?" Lu Xingyan raised an eyebrow.
[Haha, as if you don't tease me all the time]
Lu Xingze silently pursed his lips, turning his head away without speaking.
[Let's go then, just like ten years ago, everyone is taken except for me]
