Elder Shen's figure streaked toward them from the direction of the Vast Wild Domain.
Beneath the dim, gray light, his blue-gray streak of light moved so fast it nearly stretched into a single line.
On the city wall.
The Purple Firmament Heavenly Lord had been standing there for a long time.
He pressed one hand against a battlement, his gaze fixed on the Demon Race camp.
The five True Immortal Heavenly Lords beside him had not taken their seats either.
The six of them stood like six nails driven into the wall, not moving an inch.
"Why hasn't Elder Shen returned yet?"
The gaunt Heavenly Lord could not help asking. The wind scattered his voice.
The Purple Firmament Heavenly Lord did not answer. His other hand unconsciously rubbed the Sensing Treasure hidden in his sleeve.
Activate the Sensing Treasure, and I'll rush over to help him at once...
He repeated those words in his mind, as though trying to reassure himself.
"Wait a little longer."
His voice was low.
"Elder Shen's cultivation is profound, and he took Supreme Defensive Treasures with him. He'll be fine."
The moment he finished speaking, a Heavenly Lord beside him suddenly raised a hand.
"Marshal! Look! That's Elder Shen!"
Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.
A blue-gray streak of light was cutting through the air from the Demon Race camp at tremendous speed.
As it drew closer, the figure within gradually became clear.
A gray-white robe and a lean face. It was Elder Shen.
"It's Elder Shen! Elder Shen is back!"
There was unmistakable joy in another Heavenly Lord's voice. He nearly leaned halfway over the battlement.
The Purple Firmament Heavenly Lord's tense shoulders suddenly relaxed, and he let out a long breath.
"Good. He's back."
He said it under his breath.
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