Three months was no more than the flick of a finger to Ye Lin and the others.
Jingxin and the other two dismissed every monk in Still Sea Temple, letting them go wherever they wished.
The entire Still Sea Temple was also completely razed by Jingxin and the other two.
The once incomparably magnificent palace complex had become a field of ruins, and atop those ruins stood only a single golden statue.
That statue was none other than the statue of Grand Mage Wu Tian, its eyes forever gazing toward the distant Endless Deep Sea.
After finishing all this, Jingxin and the other two turned and left. They went to wander the world and would never return here for the rest of their lives.
A force as powerful as Still Sea Temple vanished overnight, even every trace of its existence utterly erased. The leaders of the major factions could not help but sigh at this.
The sea race experts also completely let go of this grudge.
From then on, Still Sea Temple and the sea race had no grievances between them whatsoever. As for the statue on land, not a single sea race expert dared touch it.
This was not fear, but respect.
Back then, Grand Mage Wu Tian had suppressed the entire sea race with his own strength. Countless sea race allied armies had been driven back into the deep sea by him.
Such strength was worthy of admiration.
Thus, the sea race's experts greatly admired Grand Mage Wu Tian as well.
If the people of Still Sea Temple had not later kept courting death, the sea race truly would not have regarded Still Sea Temple as worthy of notice.
Still Sea Temple had completely vanished, and all grievances had been completely erased.
No one cared where Jingxin and