Staring at the three graves in front of him, Luo Qiqiang did not utter a word, merely moving his eyes between them with a lifeless look.

The more Luo Qiqiang looked at the three graves, the more anger built up inside of him, ready to explode at any moment, destroying anything in sight.

Rather surprisingly, unlike before, when Luo Qiqiang's anger got the better of him and caused him to make a rash decision, making him go after Xia Jingfei.

Right now, the angrier Luo Qiqiang became, the colder the look in his eyes became as well, eventually culminating with a single sigh.

"I was really too rash," mumbled Luo Qiqiang as he shook his head, continuing to stare at the graves in front of him even as he did so.

Eventually though, after an unknown amount of time spent in pure silence, Luo Qiqiang got up, as the coldness in his eyes slowly but surely melted away, being replaced by pure determination.

Unlike before, Luo Qiqiang had settled on a new goal, one which did not involve fighting Xia Jingfei, at least hopefully.

Seeing the determination in Luo Qiqiang be immediately rekindled after a horrific failure, a faint smile appeared on the face of the figure stuck in Luo Qiqiang's ring.

'Maybe this is actually for the best,' thought the figure as it watched over Luo Qiqiang.

Up until now, the focus of Luo Qiqiang's entire life was on revenge against the one who had destroyed his clan and killed his family.

But now that Lup Qiqiang finally realized that this goal of his was extremely unlikely to be accomplished, he finally changed it, desiring to actually be able to do this goal of his.

Some people may comment that Luo Qiqiang's determination was lacking, and this was the reason he had no chance of matching Xia Jingfei in power in the first place.

Of course, nobody could know if this opinion was right or wrong, as the choices that were made in the past could not be changed, usually.

...

Staring at the endless world of killing intent that he had gathered to fight Xia Jingfei, Luo Qiqiang couldn't help but shake his head.

This was killing intent gathered by Luo Qiqiang from those that had great hatred against Xia Jingfei, most of which had originated from one of Xia Jingfei's massacres.

"I really was foolish," mumbled Luo Qiqiang as he stared at the red world in front of him, slowly shaking his head as he watched it collapse around him.

In fact, if this world could be preserved, Luo Qiqiang would do so with not much hesitation, but sadly, irreparable damage had been caused to it by Xia Jingfei.

In only a few moments, the entirety of the red world had collapsed, leaving only some faint killing intent in the air, unwilling to completely dissipate at the moment.

...

At this moment, in another corner of the Three Thousand Regions, a confrontation was taking place.

Staring at the brother and sister, who were standing in front of him with a look of disdain on their faces, a faint frown appeared on the face of the old man.

"Juniors, how about you leave some of the Seven Heaven's Holy Water to this old man, I don't want young people like you to have to suffer," said the old man as he gazed at the small bowl of water sitting nearby.

Hearing the words of the old man in front of him, the look of disdain on Ling Fan's face deepened, as he suddenly took a step forward.

But just as he was about to take action against the old man, Ling Fan stopped, a frown appearing on his face as he heard a voice inside of his mind.

[Curse Detected]

[Predicted Damage to Host: Major]

[Begin Defensive Measures]

Seeing this, Ling Fan suddenly turned to his sister, who was next to him, who had become pale only a moment later.

Unlike Ling Fan, who had his system to protect him from curses, Ling Yun had nothing like that, her only source of protection being her own strength.

Not only that, Ling Yun's strength was somewhat weaker than Ling Fan, who spent a little bit more time alive and had obtained some more opportunities from the system

Because of this, Ling Yun was affected by the curse an extreme amount.

"Junior, you should just give up, I already said that I don't want you young people to suffer, although it looks like you can protect yourself from my curse, your companion doesn't seem to have the same benefit as you," said the old man as he looked at Ling Fan, causing the latter to frown before taking a step back.

As he had quite a large amount of enemies, although he could probably defeat the young couple in front of him, Old Man Seven Poisons, had no interest in doing so.

Even if he defeated them, offending a young Major Trancendance cultivator with such strong battle strength is never a good idea.

But before the old man could say anything else to Ling Fan, he suddenly froze, as a thin blade suddenly emerged from his chest.

Although Old Man Seven Poisons regularly regenerated from far more grievous wounds, this single sword stab ended him, the old man then fell to the ground, his soul collapsing with a thin sword stabbing through it.

As the old man fell to the ground, countless scenes flashed through his eyes, causing him to close them one last time.

Remembering the beautiful figure from that mortal village from four million years ago, Old Man Seven Poisons couldn't help but shake his head.

'Ling'er, maybe now I will be with you once again,' thought Old Man Seven Poisons, this being the last thought that went through his mind before he fell to the ground.

Soon after, a figure emerged from behind the old man, Li Fengfeng, who was now staring at Ling Yun with an extremely shocked expression on his face.

"This old man really removed the curse?" mumbled Li Fengfeng with disbelief written on his face.