It was the most stimulating moment in Long Wanying's lifetime. She weakly sat on the ground after the moment she struck that one final blow, feeling not a hint of joy or relief. Instead, her mind was completely blank. It was like her body had completely lost all feeling. Time itself seemed to stop.

She looked down at the head of Li Wushuang with much difficulty, confirming the kill multiple times. She had finally killed her for good, something she’d never dared to imagine. She suddenly hurled the ugly head away, the expression on its face forever burned in her mind. It was one of utter despair, hardship, and denial. Even though she had died by Long Wanying's hand, it looked like she was directing the hate at someone else, likely the sun emperor.

"Are you alright? How are your injuries?" Yang Ce asked.

"I'm fine. I'll just have to rest for a while." She took a deep breath. Only then did the numbness around her body begin to fade....