With Jie Yuhua dead, I no longer had so many reservations about the God Seat. Since only Immortal Lord Wanchi remained there, why did I need to do so much?
In truth, only Jie Yuhua had been capable of threatening me. She had been the mastermind behind the entire affair, plotting everything. She had thrown the Heavenly City and its surrounding forces into turmoil, dragged me into a fiendishly difficult decision, used the opportunity to enlist the Barbaric World in surrounding and intercepting the Heavenly City and Xia Ruize, secretly built bridges with the Great Immortal Sects, and colluded with them behind the scenes. In the end, she had step by step pushed matters to this point. None of that was something Wanchi, Shenxiao, Qiuhu, and the others could have accomplished.
That was why I had never truly underestimated this woman, yet I had always managed to let her make the first move—including this time, when she had shed her mortal shell and departed. I had been unable to stop her, either. One could imagine how formidable she was to the other factions. At the very least, among the four immortals beneath that throne, she had been fully capable of making the other three obey her every command, all of them under her control.
Immortal Lord Wanchi left the floating island, and I soon flew toward the floating island where Celestial Venerable Yun was. Since Celestial Venerable Yun wanted to see me, I might as well grant him that wish. There was no harm in meeting him.
Several disciples, along with Zijiang, Qu Jiao, and Su Tian, followed me toward the Great Immortal Sects' largest floating island, Taixu Island.
"Master... Did Jie Yuhua really die?" Fan Ya looked at me with a complicated expression.
"Sis Ya, don't say anything more