The setting sun hung like blood, as though an artist had wantonly splashed the final strokes of heavy pigment across the horizon. It dyed the post-battle killing field in a wash of crimson, making it seem as if the earth were weeping blood for the fierce clash that had just transpired. Leading the others with firm and powerful strides, Zhang Yue pressed the pursuit against the retreating mysterious person, the fires of victory burning brightly in his eyes.
"Brothers, today is the day we completely eradicate these evil scoundrels!" Zhang Yue shouted, his voice like a great bell echoing across the wide-open wilderness. The blood-stained longsword in his hand flashed with a cold light in the lingering twilight, pointing ahead. His posture was as straight as a pine, and every step carried an aura of absolute resolve.
Ziyan closely followed beside Zhang Yue, her robes snapping in the wind like a fluttering banner. Originally magnificent, the robes were now tattered in several places, stained with dust and blood, yet this did not diminish her majesty in the least. The gemstone atop the Staff in her hand still flickered with residual magical light, resembling a dying star in the night sky. "Let the light of justice illuminate this darkness!" she cried out sharply, her crisp voice filled with boundless strength. Her beautiful face was set with determination, and her steadfast gaze seemed capable of piercing through any darkness.
Chapter 94