The blood mist scattered across the sky resembled shattered watermelon fragments in the void, plunging the entire Ascension Plaza into silence. Many had expected Barton May’s fate to be grim after being trapped by Joe Di’s blade formation, but none imagined Barton May would be smashed into pulp by a single punch from Joe Di.
Even if Barton May was severely wounded, he shouldn’t have been killed with just one punch. Not only did Joe Di slay Barton May with a single blow, he reduced him to fragments—how powerful must that punch have been?
Joe Di felt no joy at all; he only saw Barton May’s fallen ring, but not his primordial spirit.
Though his punch was strong, it wasn’t enough to destroy even Barton May’s primordial spirit in one blow.
Yet, no matter how Joe Di searched with his divine sense, he couldn’t find where Barton May’s primordial spirit was hiding.
As Barton May was slain by Joe Di and Joe Di searched for his primordial spirit, while the entire plaza was silent, a woman rushed out from the Suspended Pavilion and knelt on the dark red ground of the plaza.
It was as if Ascension Plaza had just awakened, and hushed discussions began to rise.
Joe Di stared at the woman kneeling where Barton May had fallen, feeling a touch of amazement. She was truly beautiful, possessing an indescribable quality. Though she appeared delicate and gentle, there was a wildness about her that defied description.
Her tear-streaked, pear blossom face could break anyone’s heart with a single glance, making one willing to die for her.
Joe Di sighed, certain that this woman was Sherry Wells. No wonder Julian Jue could never forget her—she truly was unforgettable.
Julian Jue stood as if struck by lightning, staring dazedly at the woman before him. Slowly, he began to walk toward her.
The woman lifted her head, her face streaked with tears as she gazed at Julian Jue, her eyes filled with despair and self-pity.
The Ascension Plaza fell silent once more, as all eyes turned to watch Julian Jue approach Sherry Wells.
Julian Jue's identity was not completely unknown—there were a select few who knew who he was. Now, with Barton May slain, whispers spread among those few, and soon the entire plaza knew of the connection between Julian Jue and Sherry Wells.
Julian Jue came to stand before Sherry Wells, unmoving, his gaze blank and fixed upon her.
Sherry Wells rose to her feet, her lovely face still streaked with tears. She stared back at Julian Jue in a daze, as if forgetting that she had just been mourning Barton May.
"Senior Brother Jue, your back is already bent... I, I am sorry..." If Sherry Wells's beauty was captivating, her voice was its perfect complement—gentle and sorrowful.
Julian Jue seemed not to hear her words, still gazing at Sherry Wells in a daze, his eyes filled with pity and memories. He was lost in recollections of their time together among the water lilies on the lake, back when Kun One Domain thrived and he was its young lord...
After a long moment, Julian Jue finally returned to himself. He looked at Sherry Wells with even greater tenderness and said, "This isn't your fault. It's my failure that I couldn't protect you. If not for you, I might have died long ago..."
Tears welled up even more in Sherry Wells's eyes. She drew a short dagger and pressed it against her brow, ready to stab herself.