The entire summit of Celestial River Mountain had, unknown when, fallen into complete silence.
Chai Qingchi and the gathered swordsmen all widened their eyes, shocked as they looked toward Chen Zhixing on the deck.
Chen Zhixing's gaze remained composed, and he turned to look at Shanyang, Xuu Li, and the others on the deck, unable to suppress a faint sigh in his heart.
By all rights, these people were caught in the calamity because of him.
He did not consider himself a sympathetic person, yet he didn't wish to see unrelated people suffer because of him.
"Leave Youzhou, go as far as you can."
With a casual wave of his fingers, Chen Zhixing instantly unleashed sword qi, severing the Dragon-Binding Locks on Shanyang and the others.
Three pills popped out from Chen Zhixing's sleeve and fell before the three.
Xuu Li and Bai Ling trembled, saying nothing, not even daring to look at Chen Zhixing.
