The setting sun hung low over the Fusang trees, draining the heat from the world as a cool autumn wind swept across the earth.
The Venerables who had attacked Butian Pavilion had all been executed.
Most of Butian Pavilion's elders had died in battle, and even the Pavilion Master had not been spared. Seeing that the Venerables had all perished, the Yu Clan, the Southern Meteor Mountain, the Western Mausoleum Beast Sanctuary, the Tuoba tribe, and other factions retreated like a receding tide.
Chapter 190