Qingyang City was bathed in the gentle touch of sunlight, immersed in a state of peace and tranquility. In the streets and alleys, Cultivators no longer whispered of the horrific threats posed by the Ancient Demon God, but instead spoke of the heroic deeds of Su Yao and her companions in saving the Cultivation World. In the courtyard where Su Yao and the others resided, the flowers and plants flourished, and a rich, fragrant scent permeated the air. Yet, Su Yao’s brows remained tightly locked; a sense of unease, impossible to describe, shrouded her like a dark haze.
"Yao Yao, you’ve been preoccupied ever since we returned. Have you sensed something?" Lin Yu asked with concern, his eyes filled with worry. Su Yao sighed softly and replied, "I don't know why, but I keep feeling that things aren't as simple as they seem. Though the Ancient Demon God has been defeated, it feels as if a greater crisis is hidden behind this calm."
Zhao Ya nodded in agreement from the side. "I feel the same. While researching some ancient texts recently, I discovered some strange records that seem to hint at other powerful forces lurking in the shadows." Just as they were deliberating, Lin Wan'er hurried over, clutching a sealed letter.
Chapter 111