The death of Lord Fuyuan, the appearance of the Black Lotus Holy Mother, an audience

The death of Lord Fuyuan, the appearance of the Black Lotus Holy Mother, an audience with the State Preceptor!

The Royal Capital.

The turmoil had ended.

Only the stretch of devastation between Vermilion Bird Avenue and Azure Dragon Avenue bore witness to what had just happened.

As for the mountain-like Lord Fuyuan, he had long since crumbled into dust and dissipated into the world. As the fierce wind swept past, not a trace of him remained.

At the sight, countless people felt a moment of bewilderment.

"He's still alive!"

"Yes! Alive!"

"What state is he in now?"

"I don't know! But one thing is certain: he hasn't succeeded yet."

"Refining a Grotto-Heaven and becoming its master—what do we do if he succeeds?"

"If he succeeds, he'll be confined to that world. What can he do then? Nothing but sit in his cage!"

"But his spirit body can emerge, just as it did now. Its strength is still beyond anyone's ability to match!"

"There's nothing unmatched about it. A spirit body alone cannot achieve true invincibility! We may be no match for him, but things are different in those great Grotto-Heavens. Besides, I think he's little more than an imposing facade right now!"

"Why do you say that?"

"If he were as he once was, would he have left just like that? He would have swept through the entire vast Royal Capital, and he might have dragged all of us out!"

"..."

As the figure shrouded in white radiance departed, countless minds exchanged thoughts in the shadows.

For a time, undercurrents surged through the Royal Capital.

The calamity Lord Fuyuan had caused had successfully forced that being to appear.

But it had also told them that the time had not yet come.

With that man still alive, no one wanted to