Medicine Ceremony Return Date

"Nine Star Dou Sheng?"

The Medicine Emperor Phantom seemed to focus slightly at those words, looking at Yao Wan as she continuously absorbed the divine tree's energy above the firmament.

"This Medicine Ceremony will likely not be so peaceful."

Yao Wan's voice echoed throughout the entire Inheritance Land, lingering on and on. "I have already arranged for someone to inform the Clan Leader of what may happen. I am confident I can deal with everyone else. Only..."

"The Hun Clan is already planning to act, is that it?"

The Medicine Emperor Phantom naturally heard the meaning in Yao Wan's words and immediately asked.

"Mm."

"The current Hun Clan leader may appear at the Medicine Ceremony this time?"

"Most likely, he won't have the time to come..."

"Then it is Void Swallowing Flame?"

The Medicine Emperor Phantom had not forgotten what Yao Wan had once told her long ago about the Hun Clan.

"No matter who comes, as long as I am here, the Yao Clan cannot be destroyed."

"Good."

Receiving the Medicine Emperor Phantom's firm answer, Yao Wan gently nodded. With her holding the fort, it was always much easier to relax.

It was just...

Just.

The streams of light still scoured Yao Wan's body, causing her cultivation to continue climbing rapidly even now. The rise in cultivation made her field of vision grow broader and broader.

This was not the soul realm's ability to encompass ten thousand miles with a single thought, but something she could accomplish instantly through her own cultivation alone, as if the world turned in her palm and the globe had become a mustard seed.

Yet as the day in her memories drew ever closer, even the frenzied growth of her own strength did not put her at ease. Instead, her heart remained faintly hollow.