The other supreme warriors could only offer a few helpless smiles and said.
"If that's the case, then let's leave!"
The watching warriors only heard a few "swoosh" sounds and vanished into the sky.
They returned to where they came from!
Beams of light shot into the sky from around Flame Mountain, moving rapidly. Soon, several rays of light adorned the night sky of this world.
...
The many warriors all departed.
Hong Ling knelt on the ground, in a daze, looking at Ye Xuan, who was half-kneeling with a pierced heart, and burst into a wail of tears.
Robert Cain, along with Evil Poison Venerable and others, also ceased their fighting.
The storm came.
The increasingly intense rain pounded against Hong Ling's body with a "pitter-patter" sound.
Robert Cain quickly took off his coat and shielded Hong Ling's head.
"He is already dead."
Robert Cain sighed with resignation, equally pained inside, and said.
"No, he's not dead, he can't be dead. He won't die."
