Over the next few days, the elders of Cold Abyss Spirit Palace came to inspect the teleportation array every day.
They tried every possible method, hoping to reopen the spatial passage.
But it was all futile.
The teleportation array remained utterly lifeless, without the slightest reaction.
The spatial passage had truly closed for good.
The days passed one by one.
Everyone gradually accepted this fact.
The Demon-Locking Tower was gone, and so were their opportunities...
At the same time, Mu Hanxi had finished all preparations for stepping down.
She moved out of the Sect Master's Hall and returned to her own small courtyard, where she sat in the yard every day, lost in thought.
Sometimes, she would take out a jade hairpin and stroke it for a long time.
Xu Liangnian had given her that jade hairpin years ago.
Yet what she had not expected was this.
Just three days before she was to step down as sect master.
A group of uninvited guests suddenly arrived outside the Sect Gate of Cold Abyss Spirit Palace...
An immortal vessel bearing no insignia slowly came to a stop outside Cold Abyss Spirit Palace's mountain-protecting formation.
The cabin door opened, and a stunning woman in a red dress stepped out.
She looked to be in her twenties, with skin fairer than snow and features as picturesque as a painting, like a red plum blossom blooming atop a snowy mountain.
She gave the gatekeeping disciples a slight bow, her voice crisp and pleasant.
"Please inform your sect master that an old acquaintance from the north has come seeking an audience."
The news quickly reached Mu Hanxi.
"An old acquaintance from the north?"
Mu Hanxi frowned, her face full of confusion.
She thought about it for a long time, but only one person came