Watching Huantao leave, Elder Yuyue slowly got to his feet. His expression shifted, and his eyes were full of apprehension.
He wanted to keep fighting, but he didn't know whether Huantao had any more of the same tricks up her sleeve.
He hadn't expected Huantao to use a technique Emperor Zuntian had given her just for a few nobodies she'd only met recently.
A strike from a Hegemon Grade being—how precious a technique like that was! Yet Huantao had used it without even blinking!
"Ah!" In the end, Elder Yuyue didn't make another move. Apprehension weighed on him, and all he could do was sit there and sigh.
In truth, even without the technique Emperor Zuntian had left her, he couldn't have done anything to Huantao.
Huantao's status spoke for itself. Who in Haoyue Palace would be so blind as to actually lay a hand on her?
At most, he could keep Huantao here and stop her from finding Yiyang, disrupting his plans.
"Heh heh." Elder Yuyue suddenly let out a sinister laugh. It sounded like a Vengeful Ghost with a demonic heart—grating and chilling to the bone.
Although some unexpected things had happened just now, he had delayed Huantao for a while. It wouldn't be easy for her to find Yiyang, who had already gone into hiding.
What's more...
Huantao's face darkened. Anger flashed across her breathtaking features. She rarely got angry, but Yiyang and his disciples had truly enraged her.
She hadn't expected Yiyang and his disciples to move against the three of them so soon after Hua Yunfei and the others had distinguished themselves just yesterday.
"It's my fault. I should have seen this coming." Huantao felt somewhat guilty, and even more disheartened. She wanted nothing more than to kill Yiyang.
"Senior Sister, where are you going?"