Return of the Pill Convention

"Nine Star Dou Sheng?"

At her words, the Yao Di phantom grew slightly more focused as she watched Yao Wan continuously absorb the Divine Tree's energy high in the sky.

"This Pill Convention will likely not be so peaceful."

Yao Wan's voice echoed endlessly throughout the Place of Inheritance. "I have already arranged for someone to inform the Clan Leader of what may happen. I am confident I can handle everyone else. Only..."

"The Hun Clan is already planning to make a move, isn't it?"

The Yao Di phantom naturally understood Yao Wan's meaning and promptly asked.

"Yes."

"The current Hun Clan Leader may appear at the Pill Convention this time?"

"He most likely has no time to come..."

"Then it is Nihility Devouring Flame?"

The Yao Di phantom had not forgotten what Yao Wan had told her long ago about the Hun Clan.

"No matter who comes, as long as I am here, the Yao Clan cannot possibly fall."

"Good."

Having received the Yao Di phantom's firm answer, Yao Wan gently nodded. With her holding the fort, one could relax considerably.

But...

But.

Streams of light continued washing over Yao Wan's body, causing her cultivation to rise rapidly even now. The increase in her cultivation broadened her vision more and more.

This was not the soul realm's ability to traverse ten thousand miles with a single thought. It was something she could accomplish instantly through her own cultivation alone, as though the world rested in her palm and the entire globe had shrunk to the size of a mustard seed.

Yet as that day from her memories drew nearer and nearer, even her wildly increasing strength failed to set her at ease. Instead, her heart remained strangely hollow.

It truly was unsettling.

Yao Wan knew exactly where this feeling