Yun Yilan had no mind even to tend to the wound on his own arm. His face was filled with shock as he watched Luo Yunji being caught by the Quadruplets and placed onto the Golden Sedan Chair. At that moment, his mind was filled entirely with Luo Yunji's move, the Yuqing Sword Art.
"Old bastard! We'll leave today's matter here for now, but you'd better remember what my junior brother said. Within a hundred years, Incense Valley will be erased from the cultivation world!" After throwing down that harsh threat, Zhang Xiaofan took the Quadruplets, Jin Ping'er, and the others and vanished from everyone's sight in an instant.
"Is that a sword move of your Azure Cloud Sect?" Faxiang was still quite familiar with all of the Azure Cloud Sect's techniques, but the sword art Luo Yunji had used earlier—he was certain that even several of Tianyin Temple's divine monks might not know of it.
Lu Xueqi slowly shook her head. Right now, she wished she could return to Small Bamboo Peak at once and ask Shuiyue properly whether she knew of that sword move.
"This matter is over. We should leave quickly too!" Seeing that Yun Yilan still had not come back to himself, Faxiang hurriedly reminded Lu Xueqi to make a run for it. If they stayed any longer, who knew whether the people of Incense Valley would truly keep them here?
After hearing Faxiang's words, the righteous-path people who had come to investigate Incense Valley all took out their magic treasures together. With a whoosh, they vanished in an instant, leaving behind only the devastated mess that was Incense Valley.
Just as everyone had flown not far away, a rumbling sounded behind them, accompanied by tremors in the ground. The volcano beneath Incense Valley erupted again.