The long night shows no sign of ending.
In the backyard of the grand residence at the East Peak of the Pear Garden Sect.
Lu Ran sat in front of a stone table, holding a black mist in his hand.
Returning to the mansion, he not only brought back many Divine Weapons but also the dead soul of Feng Zhihuan, the Island Master of Jingxian Island.
Inside the black mist, Feng Zhihuan's face was fearful, devoid of her previous noble and dignified demeanor.
"Golden Law Bow." Lu Ran placed a hand on the stone table, patting the golden Hunting Bow, "Soul Fire, is the last thing I can do."
Compared to consoling the victims' families to mourn...
The punishment and suffering of the perpetrator should be more soothing to the human heart.
Lu Ran never believed in nonsense like forgiving enemies, letting go of oneself, finding inner peace, or complete liberation!
He believed in enmity and revenge.
Believed in cause and effect!
"Hoo~"
The Soul Fire ignited.
