David stood on the ruins, his gaze fixed to the northeast.
That was the direction Su Yuqi was heading when she left.
He was unaware of what was going on here, unaware of all he had done for her.
Maybe he’ll never know.
Even if they knew, they probably wouldn’t care.
He has amnesia and doesn’t remember it.
In her eyes, he was just someone she knew, a boy she had seen on Fourteenth Heaven, someone who had helped her in the Northern Dark Abyss.
Just that.
But David didn’t care.
She didn’t need him to know what he had done for her, didn’t need him to return the favor, and didn’t even need him to care.
He just wanted her to know
In this world, there are still people who care about him, people who remember him, and people who are willing to risk their lives for him.
Even though he had forgotten everything.
Even if he never thought about it again.
“Let’s go.” David averted his gaze, turned around, and walked down the mountain.
Jiang Xuelan followed behind him, her snow-white dress standing out under the golden sunlight.
He held the Heart of the Abyss in his hand; The ice blue bead felt slightly warm in his palm, as if it was telling a story.
Yun Yi walked at the front of the group, his wooden sword swaying gently on his back, the ancient Dao patterns on the sword shining faintly under the sunlight.
Master Yuxu walked at the very back of the procession, his white hair and beard fluttering in the wind. His old eyes stared at the ruins of the Bright Hall, a glimmer of indescribable emotion flashing within them.
Three hundred Qingyun Cave disciples stood in neat rows, their blue Daoist robes shimmering faintly in the sunlight, like a blue river flowing slowly through the mountains and forests.
Behind them, the ruins of the Temple of Light emitted black smoke in the sunlight, and golden blood coagulated on the white jade, creating a strange and bloody scene.
The Hall of Light, a divine power that had existed in the Eighteen Heavens for tens of thousands of years, was completely destroyed today.
The news spread quickly throughout the Eighteen Heavens.
Three hundred disciples from Qingyun Cave Heaven mobilized all their strength and, led by David, wiped out Bright Hall in one day.
The Palace Master, Holy Light Celestial Venerable, was killed personally by David, and thousands of Bright Palace cultivators died, surrendered, or fled.
The once magnificent Hall of Light was destroyed in one day.
Fire God Palace.
Yan Wuji sat on the Fire God Throne, holding the information he had just received in his hands, his golden-red eyes filled with shock.
The Temple of Light has been destroyed.
Everything was destroyed in one day.
The Palace Master, Holy Light Heavenly Venerate, a fifth-level Golden Immortal, was killed personally by David.
“David” Yan Wuji muttered the name, his voice filled with a tremor of fear that even he himself was unaware of, “How many more people do you want to kill?”
No one can answer that.
The main hall was dead silent; even the sound of the holy lamp lighting could be heard clearly.
Yan Wuji put down the intelligence report and tapped his finger lightly on the armrest, producing a dull thumping sound.
He was thinking.
Will David’s next target be the Palace of the Fire God?
If David brought three hundred disciples from Qingyun Cave Heaven to Yanshen Palace, could he stop it?
Even the Sky Curtain of Holy Light, the protective array of the Hall of Light, could not stop David. Could the Fire God Palace’s protective array be able to stop him?
Even the Holy Light Heavenly Venerate died under David’s sword, so how could he possibly defeat David?
Yan Wuji’s brows furrowed deeply.
He didn’t know the answer.
But he knew one thing: he had to find a way to deal with David as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, the next place to be destroyed would be the Fire God Palace.
Void Trading Company.
Wu Yuan stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the ninth floor of the Void Pavilion, holding a cup of Enlightenment Tea in his hand, looking at the surging sea of clouds outside the window.
Behind him, his trusted guards reported the news of the destruction of the Temple of Light.
“The Temple of Light was destroyed? In just one day?” Wu Yuan’s voice was filled with disbelief. “David did it alone?”
Not completely.
The trusted servant said, “Three hundred disciples from Qingyun Grotto Heaven also participated. True Master Yuxu personally led the team and used the Eight Trigrams Celestial Evolution Formation. But it was actually David himself who finished off Holy Light Celestial Venerable.”
Wu Yuan was silent for a long time.
He put down the Enlightenment Tea, walked to the window, and looked at the sea of clouds outside, his eyes sparkling with sharpness.
“Daoist Sect… David… Qingyun Grotto Heaven…” He muttered those words, a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. “Interesting, very interesting.”
He turned to his trusted bodyguard, “Any news from Su Jingqiu’s side?”
“Vice President Su has returned and is waiting to be summoned by the president.”
“Tell him to come see me.” Wu Yuan took back his Enlightenment Tea, took a sip, and said, “I need to have a good talk with him.”
“Yes.”
The trusted officer confirmed the order and left.
Wu Yuan stood alone by the window, his fingers gently tapping on the teacup, producing a crisp tinkling sound.
With the destruction of the Hall of Light, the power structure in the Eighteen Heavens would undergo enormous changes.
The dominance of the Fire God Palace will be broken.
Under David’s leadership, Qingyun Cave will become the new ruler of the Eighteen Heavens.
The Void Merchant Guild had to find its place in this new landscape.
“David, David…” Wu Yuan muttered the name, his smile growing wider. “I really can’t see what’s in your heart anymore.”
FAQ Novel
Q: What happens to the Hall of Light cultivators?
A: They are given a choice to surrender their cultivation or face death.
Q: Why did David act so decisively against the Hall of Light?
A: David’s actions were a direct consequence of them harming Su Yuqi.
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