Ten kilometers from Guiyuan Academy, a spatial channel suddenly appeared, and Long Chen emerged from within. He collapsed powerlessly to the ground, another mouthful of blood spurting from the corner of his mouth.
He had almost grown numb to the intense pain wracking his body, but the turmoil in his heart was far more unbearable. Dong Xuan's tragic death lingered in his mind, impossible to shake off. And he had been powerless to save him! Guilt flooded his heart, and he blamed Dong Xuan's death entirely on himself. He knew it all too well; if he hadn't decided to cause a ruckus in Xuanyue Valley, Dong Xuan could still be hiding there. He wouldn't have had to come out and die. This was all the result of Dong Xuan trying to save him. Every time the thought surfaced, it felt like a thorn pricking his heart, causing him immense anguish.
