Only after an unknown length of time did silence return to the world. Nalan Yanran's face was expressionless. Her eyes held none of the excitement or elation of avenging a great wrong, only numbness. Yet when she thought of Yun Yun, of how Yun Yun could finally escape Hun Changqing's control, a faint smile ultimately tugged at her lips.
From beginning to end, she had believed that Yun Yun, like Xiao Yi Xian, had been controlled by some method of Hun Changqing's. Now that Hun Changqing was dead, surely Yun Yun had returned to her former self?
Unable to restrain herself any longer, she flashed forward, becoming a streak of light that shot toward the Flower Sect. At this moment, especially after Saint Liufeng's death, her desire to see Yun Yun had grown stronger than ever.
But though Nalan Yanran believed she was heading toward the Flower Sect, she was actually being guided into a strange space. The scenery there was identical to that of the Flower Sect in the Central Plains outside!
"I'm finally back... Master..."
Gazing at the Flower Sect before her, Nalan Yanran could not help smiling. She murmured softly, sensed Yun Yun's aura, then sped into the sect.
As soon as she entered the Flower Sect's Main Hall, Nalan Yanran saw Yun Yun seated in the sect master's seat, graceful, dignified, and possessed of an extraordinary bearing.
However, apart from Yun Yun, the Main Hall was empty. Seated at its head, Yun Yun wore a deep frown, her face clouded with worry. She had not even noticed Nalan Yanran's arrival.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Seeing this, Nalan Yanran hurried to Yun Yun's side and asked.
"Hmm? Yanran?"
Nalan Yanran's sudden appearance left Yun Yun briefly startled. Then she merely waved a hand and sighed softly.
"I'm fine.