Where had Ye Yun gotten such powerful methods?
Encouraged by Miaoyuan, Nangong Xin slowly stood up, then cautiously approached Ye Yun. When he reached her side, he glanced at her expression and tentatively asked,
"Ye Yun, that just now... what was that?"
Nangong Xin asked cautiously.
"That was my master. It was something he left me to save my life."
After Ye Yun said this, Nangong Xin was shaken to his core. Then came a deep sense of inferiority.
Earlier, he had thought Ye Yun was just a Rogue Cultivator. Even then, he had felt she stood high above him, so cold and distant—an absolute ice beauty.
He had thought Ye Yun was lofty and utterly out of reach.
And now? Ye Yun's master was actually so powerful. Those Demonic Beasts together could sweep across the Five Great Sects. Such overwhelming power was merely a method her master had left behind, and with just one move, the Demonic Beasts filling the sky had vanished from the world.
This time, he felt even more inferior. Ye Yun had such a powerful master, and he suddenly felt he wasn't worthy of her.
"Daoist Miaoyuan, this is..."
Beside Miaoyuan, an old man who didn't know what had happened edged closer. He glanced at Ye Yun and Nangong Xin in the distance, then at Miaoyuan, and asked quietly,
"Unspeakable, unspeakable."
Miaoyuan shook his head.
The old man seemed to understand something. He nodded, then turned and left without saying another word.
"Everyone, the Demonic Beast crisis has now been averted, and the secret realm still contains the corpse of a Great Demon. What should we do?"
After the battlefield had been cleared, everyone gathered on the high platform. Twenty great Nascent Soul Realm cultivators sat above them. One of them looked at the disciples