Ulan, who had been hiding in the distance and watching the battle, burst into tears the moment she saw this.
Her face held the joy of release.
Without delaying even another second, she returned to her original Golden Bird form, spread her wings, and soared away at the fastest speed of her life.
Cici and the others had actually known of Ulan's presence, but at a time like this, all their attention was on Yue Yang. They could not be bothered with an enemy like Ulan, who had no heart for battle. The Sun King was dead. The greatest and most threatening foe had fallen—that was better than anything! An "opponent" like Ulan, who was not truly an enemy, was also a descendant of the Eastern Demon Race and a member of the Three-Legged Golden Bird Clan, which had once been on good terms with Yue Yang. Unless there was a blood feud demanding death, Cici truly had no desire to take the initiative and make enemies of Tang Valley. After all, their greatest enemy was the Central Divine Temple.
Drunken Cat excitedly seized Yue Yu's little hand and asked repeatedly, "How did you know the Sun King would die beneath the Divine Tome?"
Whether one could form a contract with a Divine Tome.
No one dared say for certain. No one could predict it.
A Divine Tome had a spirit and chose its own master. Even a heaven-blessed genius like Yue Yang, so confident and extraordinarily gifted, had no certainty that he could contract a tome. Yet failing to form a contract did not mean that contracting a Divine Tome would certainly lead to death or an exploding body... A Divine Tome was not evil. If it did not acknowledge someone as its master, it would simply ignore them