Watching the harmonious scene between the brothers.
Tu Shan Jun sneered without a word.
In an instant, his expression returned to indifference. Neither joyous nor sorrowful, he stood quietly to one side.
His lowered eyelids concealed the look in his eyes.
No one could tell whether that face had truly flashed with a trace of cold laughter just now.
"Cultivation technique."
Luo Tianfeng opened his hand and looked toward the tall Main Soul standing with his hands lowered.
He said nothing more, yet everyone knew what cultivation technique he wanted.
The Main Soul did not hesitate. He took out a jade slip and pressed it to his brow.
Then he handed it to Luo Tianfeng.
Luo Tianfeng stared at the jade slip in his hand, then flipped his palm and put it away. He looked once more at the world that had already lost its divine wonder.
Calling it a world was not quite right. It was, in truth, merely a cage—a prison that had trapped the ancient Snow Pine demon. Now that the prisoner was gone, it naturally appeared desolate.
"Go!"
There were still no unnecessary words.
The Soul Banner stirred. The Main Soul's figure had already turned into a wisp of blue smoke and merged into the soul banner over three meters long. Immediately afterward, the banner shrank to a foot in length, and Luo Tianfeng tucked it into his sleeve.
With his hands behind his back, he walked in front.
Behind him, Luo Manping followed in silence like a shadow.
However, they were not heading down into the Demon-Suppressing Abyss, but toward the exit.
An ethereal, hoarse voice rang out.
"As long as you possess sufficiently powerful yin spirits, taking your revenge would be no more than an instant's work."
The one who spoke was Tu Shan