Although Yang Ming said out loud that it did not matter, inside he was hurting more than anyone else. He drew the King's Sword and slashed at the Sea Pillar again and again. Though the blade was deflected every time, he raised it and struck the pillar anew.
At last, through sheer persistence, the Sea Pillar shattered. Yet inside the pillar there was no Seele, only a heap of strange fragments that instantly began reassembling themselves into new matter before his eyes.
Yang Ming finally broke. He hurled the King's Sword aside, dropped to his knees, and wept bitterly toward the heavens. Was it really going to end like this? In the past he could not save his family, and now he could not even save a friend. If only he had simply died alongside his father and the others back then!
Chapter 70