"…"
Li Feng stood amid that quiet devastation and looked around.
For a moment, it truly felt as if he were the only person left alive in the world.
And in a sense, that was not far from the truth.
As the population of the Fen Dynasty had already been consumed, leaving behind only silence, ash, and the lingering weight of a land whose fortune had been gutted.
His gaze then lowered to what lay before him.
Zi Yuanling was there.
Her face was pale, her long crimson hair spread loosely across the ashen ground.
She had lost consciousness, her breathing weak and shallow… but she was still alive.
The overwhelming presence of the False Crown and the corrupted entanglement that had bound her were gone, leaving only the fragile body of the woman who had once chosen such a heavy path.
Originally, he would have killed her… but he wasn't sure if it was the right choice now.
With a sigh, he murmured,
"Well… I'll leave this decision to the current fellow to decide…"
