He didn't mind that there were only their group of people in Xuantian State.
He also didn't mind living on top of ruins.
After all, someone always has to die.
Then why did it have to be him?
...
Xuantian Continent.
After Chen Qiu was taken away by the Heavenly Ladder formed by arcs of lightning,
the Xuantian Continent welcomed a long-lost peace.
No more Imperial Decrees of the Heavenly Dao sounded, no more clans were annihilated, and no more widespread Thunder Punishments rained down; the whole world seemed to suddenly harmonize, and when occasionally two cultivators fought over a Spiritual Treasure, leading to one cultivator dying on the spot,
people would just remark, "Ah, someone died," noting how the world had become more harmonious and their lust for killing had lightened.
Fighting over a Spiritual Treasure and only one person dying? These two really were of great benevolence.
