The instant she landed, invisible divine sense radiated from the woman's brow and swiftly swept across the entire scene. Then her cold eyes flashed, settling on Xi Longxuan atop the mountain peak.
"Xi Longxuan, what exactly happened while I was away? How did the Phantom Star Sect end up like this?"
He was badly injured, and at the sight of the woman, he too let out a long breath.
But the moment he relaxed, the injuries that had built up within him for so long suddenly flared. Before he could speak, his expression stiffened. He threw back his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell straight to the ground and fainted.
His breathing grew weak, and the life force within him began draining away at an alarming speed.
"Hm?"
The woman remained expressionless, but her movements were exceptionally swift.
She raised her hand and pointed through the air, condensing water into ice.
A half-palm-sized chunk of ice shot through the air and entered Xi Longxuan's brow, preserving his final thread of life.
Her cold gaze shifted to Ouyang Yi beside him. "Elder Ouyang! You explain."
She showed not the slightest surprise at Su Shi'er and Venerable Tianhong in the air, nor did she rush to question them.
"Senior Leng, this is what happened..."
Ouyang Yi cupped his fists and hurriedly explained everything that had happened to the Phantom Star Sect in recent days to the woman as quickly as possible.
"Hmph! What a Great Zhao Dynasty. What a scheme! I should have thought of it long ago!"
"And Pei Feihong, Lin Ran, and the rest actually fled in the heat of battle and chose to join the Great Zhao Dynasty! Good. Truly very good!"
"The Phantom Star Sect has been in chaos for so many years that