Take the Path That Needs to Be Taken

When the vanity was gone, all that remained was silence and loneliness.

Bu Fang sat quietly and calmly in the restaurant. The wine was rippling in the cup in his hand.

Opposite him, Dugu Wushuang's head was hanging low, lifeless. He used to be a Sword God and a cultivator, but on Planet Immortality, those who did not become immortals were mortals, and life would always come to an end for them. Now, after following Bu Fang for three hundred years, his life finally came to an end.

His life force had been exhausted, and the last wisp of it was turned into a dazzling sword intent that bloomed in the sky. Dugu's thoughts were simple. Since he was going to die, he wanted to leave one last awesome sight in this world.