Ozul was spiteful for a reason.

He used to have a delicate and feminine feature, and he was always proud of it.

Nothing was more precious to him other than his looks.

However, his face was heavily disfigured by the bomb that was set up by Caspian.

Even though he managed to recover physically, thanks to his powerful abilities as a capable cultivator, the explosion did cause him to suffer a great deal.

His meridian was harmed, causing his face unable to recover fully.

Half of Ozul’s cheeks were rough like orange skin.

For him, having a mutilated face was worse than death itself.

He made an oath to seek vengeance on the disciples of Heavenly Stars Sect, making sure they never see the light of day ever again.

Standing next to Ozul was Liliana.

She looked calm, but a frozen rage pierced through her eyes, sending chills down one’s spine.

The damage brought by Caspian and Xander upon Ozul was mostly surface level.

Lilian on the other hand, woke up with excruciating pain every night.

Her body was perforated by swords and blasted by explosives, causing profound damage to her meridian.

Despite evading death and recovering from her injuries, Lilian’s body was still not healed.

The internal damage she suffered brought an immeasurable pain to her abdomen, like burning metal rods snarling at her insides.

The spot where it hurt the most was where Xander pierced through with his sword.

“I’ll make it if I finish off every one of the Heavenly Stars Sect this time, no exception!” Lilian swore silently to the Gods.

Silence fell upon both of them as they watched the blizzard from a distance.

long, pregnant pause, a dazzling beam of

of crimson glow drew closer as

amongst the monochrome musings of the pitch-black clouds and

moments later after rubbing their eyes clear, that the crimson ball was

speed, giving the illusion of a

brows knotted as she recognized the red-haired cultivator, throwing a knowing gaze

darkened

leader, they each had their duties and rarely crossed paths with each

cultivator was notorious for being a bit

was called a lunatic

critically sensitive timing was the last thing Ozul and Lilian

cultivator appeared to be oblivious to their

welcoming manner and laughed, “Haha!

the mountains, breaking its

and murmured in

“Ozul and Lilian…“

“Here you…“

“You guys…“

“Are…”

moment, Ozul, Lilian, and the rest of the

up! You’re exposing our whereabouts, who’s

plan, you’ll be responsible!” The red-haired cultivator exclaimed as he hopped mid-air and landed

ground rumbled, sending a vibration through everyone’s

fearing their lives from

Ozul was thoroughly annoyed

want me to fuck off?” The red-haired cultivator

worried sick, let me

you arrived, I scouted

not a single soul within a hundred miles from

sane would want to hang out in this godforsaken

have any common

goes wrong because of your carelessness, do you think you’ll be spared?” She

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