"Senior, how did it go?"
Although he had already learned the general outcome of the battle from Bai Xi, he naturally had to ask one of those involved—the Human Emperor's Brush—to know the specific details.
That party had directly entered his grotto-heaven.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but the Human Emperor's Brush now seemed even more unfathomable than Linglong Immortal Venerable had been back then, as though heaven and earth themselves lay within his palm. The feeling was both startling and joyous. His greatest backer had arrived.
"I came to find you for two reasons. First, to return the Desolate God's Key and the World Tree I promised you. However, the Pure Yang Pills within were almost entirely expended in dealing with Tianfei Wumo and the incarnations of the Divine Clan's nine Divine Emperors. More than half of the Dao artifacts were also lost. You should prepare yourself."
The Human Emperor's Brush looked somewhat awkward as he spoke.
After all, he had borrowed treasures someone else had painstakingly acquired, only to lose most of them. Even the Human Emperor's Brush could not help feeling embarrassed.
"It does not matter. If Panwu Immortal Venerable knew of this, I believe he would only be pleased. As for this junior, there is even less to say. But Senior has yet to tell me what exactly happened."
Fang Yu pressed the Human Emperor's Brush again.
After all, he was extremely worried about Fang Qingxue. Though he knew nothing would happen to her, he could not help but worry.
"The situation is exactly as you heard. Tianfei Wumo's incarnation was slain, and the incarnations of the Divine Clan's nine Divine Emperors suffered casualties. As for Linglong Immortal Venerable, your sister, and the others, none of them were harmed. Your sister's Thunderstorm City has also been