Those of the Eight Ancient Clans each had their own thoughts.
On the Ancient Clan's side, Gu Nanhai led Xun Er and the others back to the Ancient Realm.
Regarding Liu Bai subduing the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, Gu Yuan merely smiled faintly and remarked, "This boy is no ordinary person," before saying no more.
Xun Er gazed into the distance, a trace of complexity flashing through her beautiful eyes as she softly asked, "Where is Brother Xiao Yan?"
Gu Nanhai shook his head without answering.
On the Soul Clan's side, Hun Miesheng wore a gloomy expression as he led Hun Feng and the others back to the Soul Realm.
The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame falling into Liu Bai's hands was undoubtedly a massive blow to them.
A cold glint flashed through Hun Feng's pitch-black eyes as he said in a low voice, "This man must be eliminated."
Hun Miesheng fell silent for a moment, then shook his head. "This is no longer something we can decide. The clan leader has his own arrangements."
Xiao Yan, meanwhile, returned to Starfall Pavilion with Yao Lao.
His mood was complicated yet calm.
Although the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame had been beyond his reach, he had no regrets.
With his strength, even if he had obtained it, he would only have been courting death. He simply could not have refined it.
Rather than fight over such an illusory opportunity, it was better to keep his feet on the ground and improve himself step by step.
On the third level of the Kunxu Realm, the milky-white sphere of light finally stirred.
The sphere slowly rotated as its radiance gradually receded.
The figure seated cross-legged slowly opened his eyes.
A sharp glint flashed through them and vanished, as though flames were burning within.
Liu Bai