Gongsun Ce found it hard to understand what had just happened, he admitted he wasn't smart enough to grasp Shiyu Genmi's plan in a blink. That wasn't what he needed to do, anyway.
The giant dragon phenomenon arrived, a new monarch emerged, and there was only one thing left to do.
"You all retreat."
He didn't look at the expressions of his companions. There was no time for superfluous actions. He compressed his thoughts like a needle, igniting a fury in his mind that solidified into a murderous intent. Gongsun Ce thrust his right hand into his own chest, as the power of Spirit Light circulated through the skill passed on by Yan Qi, opening the pentagram seal on the side of his heart. The blade crossed the Realm of the tangible and the intangible, revealing its sharpness.
"Come forth, Final Sword of the End, Silent Star Tribulation!"
