Nine-Colored Radiant Phoenix

In the Boundless Sea, the war had entered its final stages on every front.

The Four Spirits Patrol the Heavens Formation still hung in the sky, but the True Lords on both sides had reached an unspoken understanding and stopped fighting. Only cultivators below the Purple Mansion realm continued to clash, and even their battles were not particularly fierce.

With the blockade of the Boundless Sea broken, reinforcements arrived in an endless stream. The Impermanence Sect began retaking lost ground on a massive scale and pushing farther beyond it. The Jellyfish Palace offered no fierce resistance, merely retreating again and again.

Sea-Pacifying City was covered in scars. Though the war artifact had not been completely destroyed in the previous battle, it had suffered grievous damage and lost most of its wondrous powers. The Impermanence Sect now used it as a temporary headquarters.

"Jiang Chen, your teacher's death is truly regrettable. But cultivators climb the path one step at a time, and unless they attain the immortal Dao of longevity, none can escape such a fate. You need not grieve too deeply."

Inside the great hall, Yun Wuya, the Impermanence Sect's sect master, who had just arrived in the Boundless Sea, turned his gaze toward Jiang Chen.

Great True Person Shang Li, who had previously overseen the campaign in the Boundless Sea, had returned to the sect to recover from his severe injuries. To settle the war's aftermath, Yun Wuya had come in person.

Of course, besides overseeing the situation, he had another reason for coming: to see Jiang Chen.

Hearing this and sensing Yun Wuya's gaze, Jiang Chen nodded.

He still had doubts about Yuan Gang's death, particularly the disappearance of his three souls and seven spirits. It was decidedly strange. Afterward, Jiang Chen had searched for them many times