White Emperor Heavenly Punishment Captures the Divine Weapon

Ye Yuelong just walked away like that.

She had never imagined that she would actually be left with her life; in fact, even the Taiming Sect likely never expected her to survive.

According to An Jing's past patterns of behavior, his enemies rarely left alive, let alone with a whole corpse; they were either minced into meat paste or blasted into ashes.

It was precisely because of this that the higher-ups of the Taiming Sect and Ye Yuelong herself decided to gamble their lives, thinking that even if they couldn't kill An Jing, they had to test what trump cards he still held.

Trump cards, he certainly had. But they couldn't test them out.

With the ancestor Chenyinzi watching at all times, as long as multiple True Monarch of Saint Manifestation did not arrive, An Jing would not need to use the Taixu Passage to run away.

Who could have guessed that this time, An Jing would actually hold back for such an inexplicable reason as, "It's really interesting, I've decided not to kill you"?

Now, having survived the calamity, Ye Yuelong felt a complex mix of emotions.

First, there was decadence and powerlessness. She had survived, but it was far too humiliating—being spared by an enemy to serve as a tool for his fame and prestige. As long as she lived, everyone who saw her would be reminded that she was a loser defeated by An Jing, a stray dog who had been spared after a failed group attack.

Even upon returning to the Taiming Sect, as the loser, she would inevitably face some gossip. There would certainly be no major conflict, and the sect might even compensate her; the Taiming Sect had not yet rotted to the point of suppressing a True Disciple who fought for the sect