Deep within the main peak's grand hall.
Mist hung thick in the air, carrying the last traces of solemn severity.
Because the hall had been built on such a grand scale, its chambers of white jade were even more spacious than the plazas of ordinary sects.
The moment they heard footsteps approaching from outside, everyone from the Water Marsh Sect tensed at once.
With their hands hanging at their sides, the aura of the Painting Realm faintly circulated around them. Several elders stared fixedly at the hall doors, ready to strike at any moment.
They had never expected that fiendish girl would actually dare to return.
Could it be... that the Heavenly Court truly meant to wipe them out root and branch!?
Had the two venerables of the Buddhist Sect not personally arrived today, the Water Marsh Sect might truly have been uprooted by these Heavenly Court people.
Watching the Water Marsh Sect cultivators behave as though they faced a great enemy, Jueming, seated in the place of honor, could not help frowning.
It was truly difficult to imagine that, with two Wandering Void Sea cultivators like them stationed here, these people would still reveal such terrified expressions...
He could not help but grow curious.
Just what kind of indelible impression had that woman left upon these people back then?
For even two Wandering Void Sea cultivators to be unable to give them any sense of security?
Amid this stifling, oppressive atmosphere.
At last, three figures unhurriedly stepped over the Gao Gao threshold and entered this place.
Leading them was a girl in purple robes. Her hands were clasped behind her back, her chin slightly raised, putting on the bearing of an unrivaled Gao master.
Yet she maintained that pose for less than half a breath.
When Zi Ling's gaze