Amidst the mountain ravine of Heroic Mountain, Bai Song floated above, his entire right arm reduced to pulp, blood dripping continuously, his face pale to the extreme. His eyes gazed venomously towards the depths of the ravine, and before him floated a seemingly ordinary black flute. The flute was driven by Bai Song's powerful Martial Arts True Power, emitting strands of Devil Sound. As soon as this sound emerged, it seemed as though heaven and earth quivered.
At this moment, Ye Tianchen stood alone on the debris-strewn ground of the ravine, eyes vacant as he stared forward. Tears had already formed in his eyes, which was a rarity for someone as mentally strong as Ye Tianchen, nearly an impossible occurrence. He appeared enchanted, continuously muttering to himself, revealing his deepest emotional pain, a rarely seen side exposed so vulnerably.
"Why, why, why did I go out that day, why didn't I think to bring you, Menger, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Ye Tianchen shouted in anguish.
