Jian Wushuang let out a soft breath. "This was another open scheme!"
"Yes, it was another open scheme!" Lianxin said. "Once this open scheme was set in motion, the Violet Qi Literary Dynasty would inevitably fall into internal chaos. In the short term, it would be impossible for them to make any deployments or arrangements against the Eastern Domain... Let's go. No need to wait any longer. Leave at once!"
The Heavenly Race disciples had already gathered beneath Lianxin's feet.
Jian Wushuang turned back to look at Purple Capital, his heart surging for a moment. "Ten steps, one man slain; a thousand miles, no trace left behind. When the deed was done, he flicked his sleeves and departed, hiding both body and name deep away... He truly did it! What about me?"
The long wind carried the scent of upheaval from Purple Capital, but no one could answer him.
Jian Wushuang slowly shifted his gaze toward his younger sister. "Sister, open the Skylight!"
The Skylight was the divine artifact that had brought them back from the Eastern Domain, the Heavenly Race's strongest magical artifact. Even if surrounded by an army of thousands upon thousands, once the Skylight opened, it was no different from a true Supreme Manifestation opening a skylight. They could depart at any moment. It was this force's strongest trump card.
Lianxin gave a quiet sigh. "Brother, there is no Skylight anymore!"
"No?" Everyone was utterly shocked. Dust billowed in the distance, and Purple Capital's army was about to arrive. At a time like this, she was telling them there was no Skylight?
Lianxin said, "Do not forget that he once subdued us. Although he did not kill us to eliminate future trouble, how could he possibly allow the Skylight divine artifact to remain in my hands? How