Chapter 107.2: Aftermath
Jing Yue pulled out the mini Canglan sword that pierced through Blood Corpse’s spiritual dais and turned to Fu Xuan while saying, “Many thanks. I didn't expect you to be here.”
Fu Xuan cupped his hands and greeted, “This disciple has a cave nearby.”
Jing Yue laughed. “It's such a coincidence and so unlucky for this old devil.”
Then, his gaze passed over Fu Xuan, through the crowd of cultivators who were cleaning up the disciples of Cadaver Gate, and settled on a red-robed figure in the ruins of the Naraka Tower.
Mo Qianyun was saved by Blood Corpse at that time, but he didn’t retrieve the Naraka Tower and leave as instructed by the other party. Instead, he rushed directly toward Zhao Qingyuan's bones, looking for the scattered remains of the other party from the ruins.
But he discovered that no matter how hard he tried to put them together, he couldn't put together a complete skeleton. Some bones had already shattered into ashes and merged with the ruins.
Mo Qianyun knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the broken bones in front of him. No more hatred could be found in his eyes, only bewilderment.
Scenes of the past surged and pounded his soul. Finally, the memory was fixed on a certain day.
That day, he and his master stumbled upon the Naraka Tower and he was accidentally sucked into the tower. To save him, his master became the sacrifice of the tower instead of him, and his soul was imprisoned forever in Avici Hell.