Old Friend

What was meant to come would come in the end.

The Lingxiao Palace, unchanged for thousands of years, had suddenly undergone earth-shaking changes. Jiang Yuanyi could hardly accept them.

Jiang Yuanyi vaguely remembered that the three of them had once agreed to guard the three weak points within Lingxiao Palace separately, all to prevent outsiders from entering it. They had even each split off a wisp of divine soul to refine into magical artifacts, using them as formation cores and placing them atop the formations laid at Lingxiao Palace's weak points, maintaining its stability all along.

But Yuwen Chengfeng and Ling Daocheng had suddenly died. The divine soul auras on the formation-core artifacts at the weak points gradually faded, ultimately leading to what had happened earlier. Throughout Lingxiao Palace, aside from the bamboo forest on the lake's southern shore and the desert on its northern shore, the eastern and western shores had all turned into boundless lakes.

"After today, Lingxiao Palace will likely become a laughingstock." A trace of bitterness appeared on Jiang Yuanyi's face.

Once upon a time, Lingxiao Palace had stood undefeated before the experts of countless sects under heaven. Yet today, it had actually been destroyed by a cultivator at the mid stage of Deity Transformation, even losing two cultivators at the Integrated Body Peak Stage. It truly would make people laugh if word got out.

Fortunately, all the boys within Lingxiao Palace had already perished, so no outsiders would learn of this matter.

Jiang Yuanyi took a deep breath. His right-hand fingers sliced open his left palm, and using the flowing blood, he rapidly drew rune after rune through the space before him. The dense runes continuously connected until they finally formed a circle joined head to tail.

While Jiang Yuanyi was drawing the runes, Ye