Oracle Immortal Sovereign frowned deeply as he looked far into the void at Zhuge Tianhua, who stood clad in black-and-white Taiji robes. For a long moment, the frown remained etched on his face; then, he drifted up and sped away into the distance.
Tianshuo Immortal Lord did the same!
As he flew, a profound sense of relief washed over him. If Yan had not been slain by Chu Hao, prompting the imperial-level powerhouses to intervene and bring the war to a close right then and there, he felt certain he would have met his end here today.
Chapter 880