The atmosphere in the Shen Hua Forum was solemn.
"Mourning the Blood-red Sword God for Thirty Breaths"
"The Blood-red Sword is gone, but his spirit remains!"
"Recalling the past, the Blood-red Sword God once held me when I was a child..."
"There are genuine feelings among humans, I will abstain from lust for three days for the Sword God!"
When Qi Yuan logged into the Shen Hua Forum and saw these posts, his face turned pale.
"Hey, I'm not dead yet, and you're already mourning me!"
Qi Yuan was speechless.
Perhaps, these people all assumed that he would certainly fail in his battle against the Palace of Light.
Thus, they posted such messages.
If that was the case, he could accept it.
After thinking for a while, he posted a message using the account of the Blood-red Sword God.
"I, the Blood-red Sword God, have some good news for everyone. The Palace of Light has been annihilated, justice has finally defeated the evils!"