Shi Lin spoke up. "Third Master, this battle has gone on long enough."
Lu Yin withdrew his gaze and looked toward Shi Lin. He also saw Wutong behind him.
Wutong bowed to Lu Yin. "Greetings, Third Master."
Lu Yin's lips curled into a smile. He stretched and said, "It has gone on long enough. I'm a little tired. Fine, I'll do you all a favor."
Shi Lin breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the sky. "Senior Wu Wei, please withdraw."
Wu Wei was a Consciousness Life that had surrendered. Although it was powerful, it had no say in this place of artistic conception.
If Shi Lin told it to withdraw, then withdraw it must.
The dark clouds soon dispersed.
In Lao Tao's eyes, the enormous spider was gone.
In Cai Keqing's eyes, the blade was gone.
Different people saw different things when they looked at Wu Wei.
Lu Yin watched as the clouds cleared, then turned his gaze to Shi Lin. "I don't want the Qi Family to have any say in this place of artistic conception."
Shi Lin replied calmly, "Third Master can take all the Qi Family members away."
Lu Yin scoffed. "There's no need. I'm not so petty as to go after these people." With that, he took a step and left the place of artistic conception.
Shi Lin watched Lu Yin's departing figure and silently breathed a sigh of relief.
It's finally over.
The battle had badly weakened the place of artistic conception, but it had also shown the outside world its strength.
It had lost Qi Zun, but Wu Wei was now there to hold the fort. Comparable to a Sang Tian, the place's standing remained unshakable.
This battle had also greatly raised the Third Master's reputation. No one below the level