Chen Mouguang stared intently in the direction of Wuxuan Temple.
At that moment, the pale green pillar of light slowly faded.
There was good news: once the pillar dispersed, there were no more terrifying fluctuations of Spiritual Power like before, nor was anyone standing there unleashing those incomprehensible ultimate moves anymore.
The dust might finally have settled on this battle.
Wuxuan Temple had now essentially been reduced to sheer cliffs, and the surrounding mountain forests had been wrecked beyond recognition.
But for Chen Mouguang, this could very well be bad news-had their mighty Chu held out or not?
"You two wait here for Elder Bai. I'll go ahead and see what's really going on."
After instructing his two disciples, Chen Mouguang rose and headed toward Wuxuan Temple, sweeping his Divine Sense in that direction as well.
Ye Antao watched Chen Mouguang's movements in surprise.
Although the battle appeared to have ended, no one knew the actual situation, or who had unleashed that final move.
If it was a contingency of the Incense-and-Fire Divine Path, going up there now would be no different from throwing his life away.
Still, it was understandable, because several cultivators who looked like disciples of the Great Dao Sect were also rushing toward Wuxuan Temple.
Cultivators of such monstrous talent were the treasures among treasures of their own sects.
Hadn't even Bai Xuanling, who was quite far from the Heavenly Derivation Sect, chosen to come in person upon hearing the news?
How many years had it been since anyone in Central Province had personally witnessed Bai Xuanling take action?
There was little question about the Great Dao Sect, which was closer to this place. After seeing a pillar of light far beyond Spirit Transformation cultivation, elders should also be racing over.
They would probably arrive before