When mentioning the incidents at the foot of the Kunlun Mountain, the youths always express a profound resentment befitting of learned scholars.
In any case, anyone who manages to slay an Evil God using only their mortal flesh is undeniably a valiant hero among men.
Hearing what they had said, Fu Tianyuan shook his head and sighed, "Zhong Li, Zhong He, the situation is now perilous. As your teacher, I am deeply involved in worldly affairs and cannot escape this calamity; however, you must prepare to seal our sect and retreat from the world."
"Ah..." The disciple leading the group, named Zhong Li, paused for a moment, then said with some surprise, "Teacher, isn't the West King still containing his evil thoughts?"
"He has not... he has not... How could he simply give up?!"
The surrounding students also began to persuade their teacher. Sealing the mountain, effectively abandoning all foundations to live a secluded life in a small valley, did not align with their ideals.
