"Gone, they're gone!"
"Thank goodness, we didn't die."
"What were those things? How could they be so enormous? That last one was... Demon Emperor Black Dragon?"
The Saint Emperors of the Yunlun Mountain Range had passed through, claiming the lives of all those dressed in Red Robes before flying into Sky City.
All they left behind was a mountain range filled with lingering terror.
Regarding those unknown beings that had swept across the heavens, some people from the Eastern Region vaguely had memories stirred awake, but they only found the black dragon somewhat familiar.
As for the sea of fire, the Blood Tree, and Azure Prison, almost no one recognized them. They could only speculate that some strange change had occurred within Sky City—something even Demisaints coveted.
What they did not know was that those four great beings were all Saint Emperors!
Across the forest, scorched bone-dry by the sea of fire, corpses lay strewn everywhere, while even the leaves had been burned black.
Footsteps sounded through the woods, crushing dry branches and producing crisp crackling snaps.
A gentle, doubtful voice followed. "Ancestor Jinzhao, Seven Trees Emperor, Divine Prison Azure Stone... are these the Three Ancestors of the White Lineage you mentioned?"
"And Demon Emperor Black Dragon is the leader of the Black Lineage—the one you used to follow?"
"You're a Saint Emperor too, aren't you? So what is your standing compared to theirs?"
Holding the Small Copper Furnace, within which sandalwood incense burned, Mo Mo stood amid the deathly silent forest like an orchid in an empty valley, tranquil and serene on her own.
She had begun speaking to herself again, ever since the voice in her mind had bid farewell and vanished last time.
"Why aren't you concerned about why I woke up?" Feng Yujin's voice emerged in