Ming Jing Men Sect
Final Farewell Through the Rift
Yu's eyes were filled with tears.
Hovering mid-air....his voice trembled as it echoed softly:
"If my leaving helps you find a place in this world...
then this is the right thing for me to do."
He turned slowly,
and stepped into the rift.
The crack in the sky sealed behind him
like a wound forced shut.
And once again,
only dark, storm-filled clouds remained above.
Mo Yan stood frozen
completely shattered.
His legs gave in,
and he sank to his knees.
Behind him, officials from the Liuguang Sect arrived silently,
approaching with measured steps, ready to escort him away.
But Mo's eyes...
remained fixed on the empty sky.
He wasn't there.
Yu was gone.
And Mo's heart had gone with him.
Just then
a thunderous roar tore through the silence.
Rong A Cheng came charging in
like a raging storm let loose.
Without mercy,
he descended upon the officials.
Within moments
the air was filled with the sound of collapsing bodies,
the silence broken by the strike of justice.
None were left standing.
Mo Yan, though barely conscious,
hadn't looked away from the sky even once.
---
8 Years Later...
Ming Jing Men Sect
A new era.
A colder wind.
And a deeper silence.