An immediate hush followed the announcement. Li Guanqi rose to his feet, gazing at the rubble around him with complicated emotions. The once-grand mountain gates had been reduced to rubble. The plaza of Heavenly Sword Peak lay in ruins, and half the mountain peak had collapsed. But compared to the lives that had been lost, none of that mattered.0

The disciples walked in silence, their gazes lowered to the blood-soaked stone tiles. One by one, they changed into black robes and made their way to the back of the sect grounds. Everyone laid to rest there was a hero of the Daxia Sword Sect.0

Before long, the...0