"Alliance Hierarch!" Mo Han collapsed beside the Alliance Hierarch, weeping uncontrollably.
Luo Chen walked to the Alliance Hierarch, crouched down, and checked his breath; there was none.
"Alliance Hierarch..." Tears welled up in Luo Chen's eyes.
Qing Shuang and Ling'er stood silently by the side, shedding tears.
"Damn 'Holy Sect'! I'll make sure you pay with blood!" Mo Han gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Mo Han, calm down!" Luo Chen patted Mo Han on the shoulder, "Now is not the time for impulsiveness, we need to first bury the Alliance Hierarch, and then... rebuild the Alliance!"
"Rebuild the Alliance?" Mo Han looked up at Luo Chen, "Just the few of us?"
"No, not just a few of us, but the entire Loose Cultivator Alliance!" Luo Chen said, "As long as we have breath, we will fight 'Holy Sect' to the end!"
"But... can we win?" Qing Shuang's eyes were filled with confusion.
"We can win!" Luo Chen said firmly, "We certainly can win!"
