Upon learning that Shen Mo and Chen Mengze were preparing to return to the Immortal Realm, Guan Ling found it rather regrettable, but she did not say much.
With a sweep of her hand, the scene outside the thatched cottage began to change.
What had originally been darkness and void gradually became bizarre and resplendent, filled with all manner of unimaginable sights and colors. Strange sounds, like demonic music yet also like immortal melodies, echoed ceaselessly through the place.
Under such circumstances, both Shen Mo and Chen Mengze lost all sense of time. They did not know whether an instant had passed or several months.
When they came back to themselves, the scenery outside the cottage had become blue skies, white clouds, and rolling immortal mountains. Looking closely, they could make out that these were all peaks of the Corpse Tuo Mountain Range. Yet the landscape appeared distorted and strange, as though they were looking outward through a layer of warped, transparent black ice!
Projecting her power into the Divine Dao world and maintaining a thatched cottage unaffected by the Great Dao of heaven and earth was no easy task even for Guan Ling. She had to rely on the residual power shed by fallen deities to accomplish it.
Thus, she simply brought Shen Mo and Chen Mengze back to the Xuanhuang Immortal Realm first before discussing serious matters.
The merits gained from the rescued cultivators' slaying of deities had yet to be determined. They would have to wait until this "Divine Fall Catastrophe" ended before they could be settled.
As for the deities personally slain by Shen Mo and Chen Mengze, there were twenty-three in total. Sixteen were credited to Shen Mo, while seven were credited to Chen Mengze!
"Sorry to trouble you, Fellow Guan!"
Shen Mo once again