As a member of humanity, now that the alliance was in trouble, there was no reason for him not to return.
Furthermore, now that his strength had increased, he could offer the alliance greater support. That made it all the more necessary for him to go back.
Thus, along the way, Yang Chen spread his wings to their fullest and hurried onward at top speed. In less than half a month, he had returned to the territory of the Eastern Emperor Sect.
By the time he returned to the Eastern Emperor Sect's territory, the grand trade gathering had already dispersed. The surrounding areas had gradually grown sparse and deserted. There was hardly any need to think about it—martial artists from all sides had already headed for the battlefield.
Yang Chen drew a deep breath and spread out his soul. He discovered that there were scarcely any Heavenly Martial Realm or Earth Martial Realm experts left in the rear. Most had already departed, and even if any remained, there could not be many.
"I can't rush blindly onto the battlefield. I need to return to the Eastern Emperor Sect first." Yang Chen descended, displayed his identity, and entered the Eastern Emperor Sect.
Once inside the Eastern Emperor Sect, Yang Chen spread out his soul, intending to find a few old acquaintances. As he searched, his soul immediately locked onto Saintess Jinling.
"Miss Ruan is still in the Eastern Emperor Sect." Yang Chen could not help feeling pleasantly surprised.
Come to think of it, that made sense. Ruan Jinling was merely a woman with meager strength. Even if she went to the battlefield, it would be meaningless. The alliance had most likely kept her in the rear to assist with certain matters.
If he wanted to head to the battlefield, seeking out