"You don't have to say it that way; you just want me to stand on the same battle line as your Lv Clan," Xu Zimei responded calmly.
"That is my intention, but it is also the truth," Lv Nanyi replied.
"What does the young master mean? If you are afraid of the Immortal Clan, we can each flee for our lives.
There is still a glimmer of hope."
"Afraid? Not exactly," Xu Zimei shook his head and said.
"Very well, then I shall wait here for three days and see if the Immortal Clan comes."
With that said, Xu Zimei sheathed his blade and stood up. Now, most of the King's City had already turned into ruins.
He stood in the void, sitting cross-legged in mid-air.
Lv Nanyi did not leave either, just waited below. Although many in the King's City were curious, they dared not approach this place.
Xu Zimei sat in the void for a whole day and night. After the luster of the setting sun had rounded once again, it enveloped him.
The void before him rippled with fluctuations.
