Seeing Zhang Feng on his last breath, Shuang'er suddenly panicked. She set down Luo Yao, whom she had been holding, and went straight to Zhang Feng.
"Stop hesitating. I've kept a thread of life in him. Hurry and take him back—if the old geezers in your clan make a move, he might still be saved."
Ye Lin impatiently waved his hand at Shuang'er, who was still hesitating and nearly in tears. He was about to croak, but he wasn't dead yet. What was she crying for?
"Thank you, Young Master Ye Lin."
After saying that, Shuang'er revealed her true form and left with Zhang Feng. With just a few beats of her wings, she vanished into the vault of heaven.
The next moment, Ye Lin could clearly sense several auras in the surrounding void disappear as well.
Those were probably the people Zhang Feng had brought with him.
"Brother Ye Lin, I knew you were the strongest."
After Shuang'er left, Luo Yao came to Ye Lin with an excited face, threw her arms around him, and spoke softly.
"Of course. Let's go. We can't stay here long."
After saying that, Ye Lin scooped up Shuang'er and shot straight into the sky.
They had made far too much commotion. The rankings on the Genius Ranking might already have changed, and by then, even an idiot would know he was in the Fourth Domain.
And his identity was highly sensitive. He truly could not remain in the Fourth Domain.
With matters here concluded, Falling Moon Cliff had also reached its end. Liu Feng stood in the sky, drenched in blood, looking down at the mountain of corpses piled within the valley.
"Hah... These Demon Race cultivators really are hard to kill. Even after wearing them down with formations first, we still lost