"Was it really going to happen like this?"
As Jiang Ruoyao and Ye Fantian pondered, the ancestors' voices rang out behind them, just as one would expect.
A group of ancestors appeared in the shadows of the void.
They had seen everything that had just happened.
Or rather, the ancestors, far away in the Thirty-Three Heavens, had already witnessed it when the Emperor Lord secretly descended to the lower realm. They had sent word ahead, notifying the others.
They hadn't told Jiang Ruoyao, Ye Fantian, or Yue Yunshang because they needed to experience these things for themselves. That, too, was a kind of life experience.
Especially for Jiang Ruoyao.
"Ancestor, Sister Yue..." Jiang Ruoyao looked toward the Kaoshan Peak ancestor at the head of the group.
The Kaoshan Peak ancestor was brewing tea. Hearing her, he shook his head with a smile. "What are you worried about? If anything had really happened to her, do you think the Emperor Lord could have gotten away?"
The White Robe Old Ancestor beside him picked up a cup of tea the Kaoshan Peak ancestor had just brewed and smiled. "Our sect may be short on strength lately, but we certainly have contingencies. We can still protect you. You needn't doubt that."
The Kaoshan Peak ancestor shot the White Robe Old Ancestor a look for snatching his teacup. "That's right. We aren't intervening because there are things you need to experience firsthand. It's an indispensable part of your growth, especially for you, Yaoyao."
As he spoke, the Tianji Peak ancestor sneaked a hand over, trying to take the second cup of tea he had just brewed. But the Kaoshan Peak ancestor slapped his hand away.
"Hmph. As if I even wanted to drink it," the Tianji Peak ancestor scoffed, turning his head aside.
"Ancestors