The whistling sound gradually subsided.
The fierce wind blowing from the Platform of Investiture of the Gods turned the frost transformed from Extreme Ancestor's remaining qi into a fine, misty rain that washed the mountain ridges. Even the Dragon Slaying Platform, where two Earth Immortal grand experts had just been successively beheaded, now had its baleful aura subdued.
The core region of the Taixiao Divine Court at this moment carried a rather serene and peaceful air.
Hao Dian was about to head out, but she paused and shifted her sharp, crystal-clear gaze to the side.
Just ahead and to the side, Shadow Ghost materialized accordingly.
He had also been nearby, which was to say he had watched the entire affair from start to finish. Originally, he had no wish to cross paths with Hao Dian, but since she was specifically waiting for him, naturally he dared not slacken, and even remembered to express concern:
"Hard work."
Hao Dian swept her gaze over him twice and smiled: "Just trading a few blows. Go keep watch and make sure he doesn't get too carried away with himself."
"That goes without saying."
Shadow Ghost was deeply concerned about Yu Ci's current condition; nodding, he prepared to leave, only to be stopped once more by Hao Dian:
"Hey, want some help?"
"Ah?"
Hao Dian did not point anything out explicitly, but her frigid sword intent targeted the center of Shadow Ghost's chest, contained yet unreleased:
"My sword is very sharp, you know. I always have a few odds of success."
"..."
Shadow Ghost twitched the corners of his mouth and hurriedly shook his head, saying: "Let's hold off on that for now. Or at least wait until the Primordial Formless Sword is returned... Actually, I really do have a use for that gadget."
"Are