The once orderly Rock Valley was now a ruin, with less than a third of the beastmen disciples surviving, all wounded.

Elder Li Yan, leaning on his half-broken battle sword, stood with a complex expression as he watched David slowly approach. He felt

a mixture of relief at surviving, awe at David’s strength, but above all, an endless, gnawing regret!

He remembered his arrogant attitude, the few low-grade immortal stones he had thrown on the ground, and his merciless dismissal.

Each memory was like a resounding slap across his face and his heart!

If he hadn’t judged him by his appearance and underestimated him, if he had treated this unfathomably powerful young man with courtesy and kept him in the valley, how could Rock Valley have suffered such heavy losses? How could

so many excellent disciples have died in vain?

“Senior… Senior…”

Elder Li Yan opened his mouth, a hoarse voice coming from his dry throat, his face burning. His previous arrogance had vanished, leaving only humble pleading.

saving me, Senior… I was blind and offended you before. I beg you… Save me. I am willing… willing

the Netherworld Ghost Fire, deteriorating rapidly, his

of a powerful figure to expel the demonic fire, he would

this young man before him was his

at him calmly, his eyes like a deep well, without the

saw regret, fear, and pleading in Li Yan’s

arrogant at first but

Shi Yan and Ying Wu because

Thousand Souls Demon Sect; but what did Elder Li Yan’s life or death have to do

shifting his gaze to Shi Yan and Ying Wu who were walking

Elder Li Yan more despair and pain

“Pfft—”

by rage and the onset of his injuries, Elder Li Yan suddenly spat out a mouthful of foul blood mixed with fragments of internal

hand, as if trying to grasp at the last straw, his eyes filled with resentment, regret,

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