A few breaths later.
Jia Huairan was utterly annihilated, his soul scattered, completely erased from the world.
"Daoist Li, we shouldn't linger here. Let's go, quickly!"
"Alright!"
The two of them destroyed all traces of the battle in the area, erased their auras, and quickly departed.
...
「High noon the next day.」
The two of them arrived at a small Marketplace, far from Yellow Crane Immortal City.
Outside the Marketplace was a humble cemetery.
Jiang Yunsheng's mother was buried here.
"Mother, I've avenged you!"
Jiang Yunsheng, his aura faint, walked up to the gravestone.
He crouched down and placed Jia Huairan's head before the gravestone.
"Daoist Li, thank you for helping me get my revenge."
Jiang Yunsheng's voice was hoarse as he lit some paper money.
