1055: A Return Gift
Beneath the depths of space.
Absolute silence.
Jiang Yan had already gone far away. The ancient corpse had vanished along with him.
Though he had been lying low here for only a short while, his judgment was sharp. He had also seen the value of this ancient corpse, so while the many Huo Luo Clan powerhouses had let their guard down, he swiftly seized it and made a decisive getaway.
After all, although the Huo Luo Clan's Saintess had suffered a backlash from some kind of power and her strength had fallen considerably, that Fire God was a genuine peak Dao Realm powerhouse.
If Jiang Yan really encountered him, he would surely be no match.
"Saintess, the one who left seems not to have been a member of the Huo Luo Clan. That long sword was too convincing; I let my guard down."
Xie Zhi bore the Huo Luo Clan's signature Great Divine Art of Spirit Annihilation. Zi Xiao and the Fire God had both assumed that the one who came to help them was some hidden powerhouse of the Huo Luo Clan. They had never expected that it was actually the clan's inherited divine weapon, merely made as good as new after Jiang Yan had erased the evil power upon it.
For this very reason, the many Huo Luo Clan powerhouses had grown lax, allowing Jiang Yan to leave at his leisure.
"It's all right. Let's leave it at that."
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Zi Xiao took a deep breath, and the blood on her face vanished as though it had never been there.
"Finding it was good fortune; losing it doesn't matter. Perhaps this was fate's arrangement."
"Besides..."
Her tone shifted as she looked toward the place where Jiang Yan had left.
"Besides, this esteemed one