Only after leaving Qingyuan Cave Heaven and venturing deep into the Great Void did Yang Zhengshan finally heave a long sigh in relief.
Within the dim and boundless Great Void, Yang Zhengshan's expression had turned gloomy to the extreme.
"Chiyuan True Lord, I'll remember this debt!"
Having lived for nearly two hundred years, this was the first time Yang Zhengshan had been chased into fleeing in such a sorry state. And if not for his good luck in running into Qingyuan Fox Venerable, he would probably have had to answer to Chiyuan True Lord this time.
The moment he thought of Chiyuan's mocking tone, the killing intent in Yang Zhengshan's heart became hard to suppress.
But he also understood that with his current strength, he was no match for Chiyuan at all.
After flying for roughly half an hour or so, Yang Zhengshan returned to Baiyun Immortal City.
He had just emerged from the Great Void when Jian Changhe flew out from Yuxiao Hall.
"Are you all right?"
Jian Changhe looked at Yang Zhengshan, concern showing between his sharp brows.
Yang Zhengshan tugged at the corner of his mouth and gave a rather ugly smile. "I'm fine. I made it back, at least!"
"Was it that old ghost Chiyuan?" At that moment, Que Lingyu also flew out and asked coldly.
"Mm!" Yang Zhengshan slightly nodded.
"Let's go back first, then talk!" Jian Changhe called Yang Zhengshan back into Yuxiao Hall.
After the three of them took their seats and the disciples of the sect had served tea, Que Lingyu finally said, "I've already contacted Chihua. Chiyuan should have been after the board seat in True Sun Immortal City, which is why he targeted Chihua."
"Originally, he should have been guarding against Chihua stepping forward to fight for the board seat.