Suddenly, the originally dark scene around them disappeared, and a figure appeared in front of Little Bone. Seeing this figure, Ah Dai's hands, which had been holding Xuan Yue, loosened, and his body trembled violently. He cried out, "Ancestor."
The figure that suddenly appeared was none other than the Sword Saint of the Tian Gang. He was wearing a gray-white robe, his long white hair and hem fluttered in the wind, making him look like an immortal to those around him. A slight smile hung on his lips as he said lightly to Ah Dai, "Child, are you well? Your ancestor misses you in another world."
The Sword Saint of the Tian Gang could be said to be the person Ah Dai respected the most. Seeing the ancestor who had sacrificed his life for him, how could he endure the emotional turmoil inside? Tears sprang from his eyes as he released Xuan Yue from his embrace and swiftly floated to the phantom, crying, "Ancestor, I miss you so much too! Ancestor, are you well in another world?"
