A mountain peak far from the Xiji Ruins.
The summit.
The fierce wind howled, and snow blanketed the ground.
A figure in splendid robes and a golden crown stood with his hands behind his back. Though the wind whipped and clouds surged all around him, he remained utterly motionless, like the snow-covered rocks nearby: cold and silent.
Su Lijing gazed into the distance, overlooking the Great Ruins. Watching Pei Ling depart, he frowned.
Zhong Kui Youzhi of the Liulan Dynasty had wielded the Imperial Seal and the Emperor Sword, yet still lost to Pei Ling. Tie Xiongtuo of Yanxi City had used the Seven Kill Calamity Banner, but had likewise been defeated by Pei Ling. And now, Cen Fangwo of Suzhen Heaven had unleashed the Immovable Heaven Seal, yet still proved no match for him!
Pei Ling wasn't even seriously injured!
His wings had grown strong. Even without the Ancestor stepping in or Si Hong Qingyan showing him favor, Su Lijing could no longer eliminate him!
No!
What he had to worry about now wasn't whether he could eliminate Pei Ling, but whether Pei Ling would turn around and come after him for revenge!
A cold glint flashed through Su Lijing's eyes. He immediately took out a Sound Transmission Talisman with an unusual aura. After activating it, he said, "The battle is over. He's heading toward Suzhen Heaven now. I don't know his exact purpose."
A low, hoarse voice soon came from the talisman. "Pei Ling won again?"
Su Lijing replied briefly, "Yes."
The low, hoarse voice asked again, "How badly is he hurt?"
Su Lijing answered calmly, "He's badly hurt, but looks fine on the outside."
"Cen Fangwo of Suzhen Heaven nearly won!"
The voice from the talisman replied swiftly, "Understood."
Before the words had fully faded, the other