Three days later.
Desolate Heaven Domain, Dark Sea, within an ancient tower on a small island built atop a cliff.
Ji Yan sat by the window, a sharp glint flickering in his eyes as he softly said, "Understood."
Tian Li and Qian Shan stood silently behind Ji Yan, one to his left and one to his right.
"Erase the evidence of the Eight Vein Flood Dragon Clan's crimes."
"Yes."
Qian Shan's gaze sharpened as he gave a slight nod. "It seems World Crossing Great One has decided to spare the Eight Meridians Jiaolong Clan."
"His heart has never been ruthless enough." Ji Yan smiled faintly, savoring the tea in his cup. "But even if we spare this clan, the Ghost Face Race must keep watching them."
"...Yes." Qian Shan glanced at Ji Yan from the corner of his eye.
"If they make another move, then it will have nothing to do with Du Shi. It will be a matter between us."
Ji Yan's expression gradually turned amiable again. Looking out the window, he changed the subject. "How are things on the Primordial Great World battlefield and within the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance?"
"Utterly chaotic. The Immortal Hall can no longer control the situation. A Celestial Venerable has already fallen, and one Heavenly Domain has seen blood rain descend."
Qian Shan frowned deeply. This was no good news. "Destructive war magical artifacts have been moving mountains and overturning seas. The Immortal Dao Order of the Primordial Great World has completely collapsed."
"What about the Eternal Ancient Immortal Kingdoms and Immortal Ancient Forbidden Grounds there?"
"They have not interfered much. The Immortal Nations have merely launched national wars and entered the Extraterritorial Battlefield. The other Immortal Ancient Forbidden Grounds have not even dispatched a single Celestial Venerable; they have remained utterly silent."