Penglai Island entered a state of war in an extremely short time. The island-protecting formation was fully activated, and all disciples stood ready, prepared at any moment for a surprise assault that Red Phoenix Valley might launch.
Yet they waited as if facing a formidable enemy for over ten days, but did not even catch a glimpse of Red Phoenix Valley.
The remaining higher-ups of Penglai Island were somewhat baffled, but they still did not dare relax in the slightest.
The other Holy Land prodigies had varying reactions upon hearing the news of Qin Yan's death.
In the Northern Region, Lin Ruoxi, Su Qingwan, and Luo Qingli were all stunned when they received the news.
Qin Yan had actually fallen in Red Phoenix Valley.
The news was both difficult for them to believe and, faintly, somewhat understandable.
Qin Yan had wiped out the enormous Eastern Region Alliance through his own strength alone. Such power was indeed earth-shattering.
But every top-tier power that had stood firm for tens of thousands of years possessed extraordinary foundations. They could not be easily shaken by personal valor alone.
"What a pity."
Lin Ruoxi let out a soft sigh, her heart filled with regret over Qin Yan's death.
However, Qin Yan's death also sounded an alarm for her.
She could never underestimate the foundations of any top-tier force. Otherwise, even someone as powerful as Qin Yan might suffer a setback in an unexpected place.
"Qingwan, Qingli, let's put our offensive on hold for now and enter seclusion to cultivate for a while. Once we break through to the Late-Stage Grandmaster realm, we'll act again."
Su Qingwan nodded calmly, while Luo Qingli beside her also nodded in agreement.
Yet Su Qingwan still harbored an unshakable doubt in her heart—had Qin Yan really fallen so easily?
However,