From within the two orbs of light in midair came a furious, startled roar. "We've been tricked!"
Divine light surged and formed a bridge of radiance, following close behind the Multitreasures Heavenly Wheel as it chased into the pitch-black void.
Then, in no more than a breath, the two orbs of light flew back out of the void and hovered high in the sky. They actually ceased their pursuit, watching as the torn hole slowly healed...
"A peerless genius of a generation, truly breathtakingly brilliant. Though he perished so suddenly back then, he still managed to arrange such a contingency. Our defeat was not undeserved." A long sigh rang out, its tone exceedingly complicated—both regretful and admiring.
"You old bastard, you still had quite a few treasures. Better than nothing, I suppose. This sect has suffered a massive loss this time. The Radiant Sun Treasure Bell was used by Purple Firmament Dao Lord's lingering remnant to manifest a physical body, and he punched a hole straight through it. Who knows when it will be repaired? What a loss, a truly massive loss..."
The person concealed within the other orb of light sounded rather exasperated. After tossing out those words, he turned into a streak of light and vanished in an instant.
"Ah, a miscalculation, a miscalculation..." Another sigh sounded, and the other orb of light disappeared as well...
Several hundred li away, divine light flickered in the old man's eyes. His face was full of vigilance as he pulled Qin Yang into the world's shadow. A layer of radiance flowed around his body, as though he had prepared to erupt with all his strength at any moment...
"Senior, do you have a grudge against them too?" Qin Yang felt somewhat uneasy. He secretly grumbled, *Just how many people has