Before the gates of the True Martial Mountain.
A silence pervaded.
Only Tang Qiu's cries echoed, this former high and mighty Sect Leader of the Inquiring Sword Pavilion now weeping like a helpless child, with the corpses of several from the Inquiring Sword Pavilion before him. He reached out a trembling hand, only to jerk it back as if shocked.
He was terrified.
Although he didn't know why True Man Tianjian spared his life, he dared not make any extra movements at this moment.
But no one from the True Martial Sect sympathized with Tang Qiu.
Especially those mountain-guarding disciples who had previously witnessed the faces of the people from the Inquiring Sword Pavilion; in their hearts, two words surfaced.
"Serves him right!"
Everyone only looked with reverence at the gradually silencing True Martial Sword monument, their eyes filled with admiration and wonder as if it were tangible.
The scene that had just unfolded was truly astonishing.
