Upon the Inheritance Altar.
Most of the demon clan had yet to leave, and many humans remained as well. However, no further fighting broke out. The moment Jia Wenhe's true body appeared, everyone present had already sensed that something was amiss. There was no meaning in continuing the battle.
The gap exposed after the Inheritance Altar collapsed had been sealed by Amaterasu's black flames. Even some bold souls who wanted to take a look had no way of dealing with those black flames.
Shui Mochan led the Great Sound Pavilion disciples as they quietly kept watch along the edge of the altar. Every one of them wore more or less the same bewildered expression.
They did not know what they had joined this conflict for, nor did they understand why Jia Wenhe, the pavilion master they had always revered, had plotted all of this. Everyone was waiting for Jia Wenhe to appear and give them an answer.
Yet the one they awaited was not Jia Wenhe, but Azure Dragon, who flew out from within!
The moment she saw Azure Dragon emerge from the gap, Shui Mochan immediately stood up and carefully examined him. Only after confirming that he was unharmed did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Lin Chuan did not avoid her. He flew directly through the air toward Shui Mochan. Among those who had remained, he only knew a few people, and Shui Mochan was naturally the one closest to him—and the one he worried about most.
"You should take the Great Sound Pavilion disciples and leave quickly. There's no need to stay here any longer," Lin Chuan said softly.
"You go first. I still need to wait for Master to come out," Shui Mochan said, shaking her head gently. Though she dearly wanted to leave with