Li Ya's voice echoed among the mountains, clearly heard by the million disciples.
They were all people who had survived death; without Li Ya, they would have long been dead. Now hearing Li Ya's words, though they still felt anger in their hearts, they felt ashamed when they thought of many people waiting for rescue like they once did.
Li Ya looked at all the disciples and felt a bit ashamed too. It was all because of his insufficient ability. If he were powerful enough, he could single-handedly eradicate all the evil demons in the world and help the disciples take revenge.
Just then, a strong wind roared through, and Li Ya instinctively looked up.
The sea of clouds in the sky was overturned, and a dazzling golden light shone down. More and more disciples looked up, all awestruck by the spectacle in the sky.
