Seeing the Third Elder perish, the Sixth Protector, who had been drifting through the curtain of rain, spread open her left palm. An illusory vortex condensed in her hand. The rain, streets, and buildings—everything began to whirl like ink wash, flowing into that vortex.
Within a few blinks, the mirror world vanished completely. Everyone appeared outside the internet café. Night hung heavy over the nearly deserted street.
A round mirror appeared in the Sixth Protector's hand, formed from rapidly spinning water.
"Go!"
With a splash, the Sixth Protector's body collapsed into a puddle of clear water and swiftly slipped through the cracks in a manhole cover. Using the sprawling sewer system, she vanished without a trace.
The Pure Yang Sect Leader used the Star Escape Art and fled with a strange cackle.
Although Yuanshi Tianzun and the others had killed the Southern Faction's Third Elder and seized an extremely high-quality artifact, those were losses for the Southern Faction and Dark Night Rose. What did they have to do with him?
Not only had he suffered no losses, but he had also obtained the benefit Ling Tuo had promised him—the Third Elder's primordial spirit.
Though the Third Elder's primordial spirit had been severely damaged by lightning and Solar Power, it was still an immense tonic to him. He had taken another step closer to his peak.
Next, as long as he hunted down a Day Wanderer and seized their spiritual essence, he could fully recover. Then, with the power of a dual-class Sovereign, he could take revenge on the treacherous disciple hiding in the Spirit Realm.
"Hmph!" The gaunt middle-aged woman swept her cold gaze over the crowd. "Demon Eye, you betrayed the Lord of Weapons Cult. Asura and Fear may not care, but Ghost Blade and I won't tolerate it.