Everything had fallen silent after the battle, unruly creatures of the night lay slain on the ground. The dust slowly setting again on the dry ground, the early sun no where to be seen, still clouded up in the sky.

And in-between it all, there stood Luo Binghe on the battlefield, the long fallen enemies surrounding him in the dust weren't of interest. He just wanted to go back, back to his clan and back to his Shizun who had betrayed him and pushed into the depths of the pit. Didn't his Shizun had any remorse to do such a thing against his most valued disciple?

The only response he'd get for now was the rain that had began to fall onto him, mixing the dirt and blood into one under his feet. He had definitely not finished his search, he was going to get you.