A moment later, heaven and earth returned to calm.
Drip, drip, drip.
The next moment, raindrops began to fall. Sensing that the terrifying aura above had vanished, everyone rose to their feet.
Their eyes turned toward the sky, as though searching for something.
Drip, drip, drip.
The rain fell faster and faster. Before long, the entire world was bathed in rainfall.
Above the nine heavens, Ye Lin and Jian Unrivaled stood amid the clouds.
Ye Lin casually took out strips of white cloth and wrapped the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor, while Jian Unrivaled held a longsword, his clothes tattered and drops of blood falling from his arm.
Ye Lin wrapped up the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor and slung it across his back. Jian Unrivaled also put away the longsword in his hand.
"Fellow Daoist, I have learned much."
Jian Unrivaled glanced at Ye Lin, then turned and left. Ye Lin likewise gathered his aura and departed.
On his way out, Jian Unrivaled suddenly clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked back at the clouds behind him with a complicated expression.
Even after giving it his all, was it still impossible?
"Kid, why didn't you kill him?"
As he walked, the voice of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar entered Ye Lin's ears.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin wandered alone through the rain.
"There's no benefit in killing him. It would only bring me a heap of trouble. Besides, a genius who has reached such a level has too many ties behind him; it isn't convenient to kill him now."
"If it had been before, then killing him would have been no big deal. At worst, I could just find somewhere to hide. But now, I can't."
Walking down the muddy path, Ye Lin explained word