"Chen Yin! Chen—" Jiang Yong had just witnessed the death of his comrade that’d been fighting by his side for more than a thousand years. He had scattered in the winds just like that, fading like embers after a fireworks show. Emotions like shock, fear, pain, doubt, and terror flooded Jiang Yong’s mind.1

"You!" He fiercely glared at Tianming, expression contorting. From his gaze, one could tell that he had completely not expected an orderan like Tianming to be capable of such a feat. "So there wasn't an ambush at all. He’d just happened to make a breakthrough recently. However, no orderan could possibly fight...3