148: Did Master Jin pass away peacefully?

In the dense forest, there was a deathly silence.

After glimpsing the 'Ancient God Court' from True Lord Sanhai's despairing Divine Soul—an existence so terrifying that even she, an Immortal Emperor in her previous life, was wary of it—

Ye Feiyan's perpetually ice-cold, beautiful face was uncharacteristically shrouded in an unshakeable solemnity.

"Upper Realm, Ancient God Court, forbidden existences."

These terrifying terms, which should have been incredibly distant from this 'Cang Yuan Realm,' now appeared vividly before her!

"It seems that 'Three Seas City' cannot be touched for now."

Ye Feiyan took a deep breath, her beautiful phoenix eyes, filled with endless coldness, slowly looked towards Xuan Mo, who was already tattered and broken from the 'Time-Space Storm'.

"Xuan Mo, you are also seriously injured."

"We should return to Fallen Immortal City first, thoroughly improve our cultivation, and then make a long-term plan!"

"Hehe..."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Mo merely chuckled noncommittally.

He shook his massive dragon body, which still carried the terrifying aura of the Time-Space Law, and a cold playfulness flickered in his majestic dragon pupils, filled with a lazy demeanor.

"Alright."

"This Venerable One does indeed need some time to digest these 'great tonics'..."

His gaze, filled with endless 'greed,' subconsciously swept over Ye Feiyan's bulging storage ring.

Inside lay three genuine Nascent Soul True Lords!

Without further delay, the human and the snake instantly merged into the Void Realm—the massive dragon body and the peerless white-robed figure—and sped directly towards Fallen Immortal City... Three days later.

When Xuan Mo and Ye Feiyan's familiar figures reappeared before the majestic city, filled with endless killing intent and iron-blooded aura,

Their eyes, which had been filled with 'solemnity' and 'anticipation,' unexpectedly furrowed slightly.

Something is wrong!

The entire Fallen Immortal City is wrong!

The city that should have been 'overjoyed' by the annihilation of the Yin Spirit Clan!

At this moment, it was completely enveloped by a thick wave of... sorrow and... deathly silence!

The towering city walls were even covered with pale white banners, symbolizing 'mourning'!

"Did something happen?"

Xuan Mo's majestic dragon pupils, which had been filled with a lazy demeanor, suddenly constricted!

His terrifying Divine Sense, already comparable to the Mid Nascent Soul Stage, erupted, instantly enveloping the entire city!

"It's... Old Ancestor Jin!"

Ye Feiyan's beautiful phoenix eyes, filled with endless coldness, also narrowed slightly!

She sensed it!

That Nascent Soul Peak aura, which should have been guarding the deepest part of Fallen Immortal City—though already 'oil exhausted and lamp dry'—but still filled with endless 'majesty' and 'domineering power'!

It had completely vanished!

She no longer hesitated; her peerless white-robed figure flickered, silently appearing on the already panic-stricken streets!

"Old... Old Ancestor Ye?!"

The Beast Taming Sect Disciple patrolling the streets, upon seeing that familiar, peerless figure, his eyes, which had been filled with endless 'grief,' suddenly brightened!

As if he had found his 'pillar of strength'!

With a 'thump,' he knelt to the ground!

"Old Ancestor Ye! You... you've finally returned!"

"Old... Old Ancestor Jin, he..."

That Disciple's voice, filled with endless 'grief,' even carried a hint of... a sob!

"Old Ancestor Jin... has passed away!"

Boom—!

These words were no different from a thunderbolt striking Xuan Mo's head, who had just returned to this place!

His majestic dragon pupils, which had been filled with endless solemnity, suddenly brightened!

His face was left with nothing but endless... 'wild joy'?!

"What?!"

"That Old fellow... died?!"

Xuan Mo's intention, filled with endless 'schadenfreude,' roared wildly in Ye Feiyan's mind!

"Hahahahaha!"

"Good that he died! Good that he died!"

"This old geezer! Back then, he repeatedly tried to get you, girl, to... replace me!"

"He even wanted to 'humiliate' this Venerable One with the trashy Bloodline of a mere 'Yu Ni Beast'!"

"Now, he just died like this!"

"He really got off easy!"

"Amitabha, good, good..."

However!

Facing Xuan Mo's frantic roar, filled with endless 'schadenfreude,'

Ye Feiyan's beautiful face, filled with endless coldness, showed no ripple of emotion.

It was as if the one who had fallen was not a Nascent Soul Peak magnate capable of guarding a region's Luck!

But merely a common... ant!

Her beautiful phoenix eyes, filled with endless coldness, slowly closed.

Her clear female voice, filled with endless 'indifference,' slowly sounded.

"Understood."

"My condolences."

With that, she no longer paid attention to the Beast Taming Sect Disciple, who was already 'at a loss' from her 'cold' reaction!

Her peerless white-robed figure flickered, taking Xuan Mo, who was already 'schadenfreude' to the extreme, back into the quiet Small Courtyard... "Hoo..."

"Finally, some peace."

Ye Feiyan casually set up dozens of terrifying Restrictions, enough to cut off all 'prying'!

Her beautiful phoenix eyes, filled with endless coldness, slowly swept over Xuan Mo, who was currently 'schadenfreude,' as if he had picked up some 'huge bargain.'

"I'm going into seclusion."

"The Nascent Soul of True Lord Sanhai and the Nascent Souls of those two Ancient God Court lackeys contain too vast a 'Law Power'!"

"I need time to completely digest them!"

"You, too, take care of yourself!"

"You've personally witnessed the terror of the 'Time-Space Law'!"

"Your boasted 'Absolute Defense,' though it can withstand it once! It may not be able to withstand it a second time!"

"If we encounter such a terrifying existence above the Late Nascent Soul Stage next time!"

"I may not be able to protect you!"

With that, she no longer hesitated; her peerless white-robed figure flickered, directly entering the Cultivation Chamber, which she already regarded as 'exclusive'!

"Tch..."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Mo curled his lips in disdain.

"Little girl, you're trying to lecture this Venerable One now?"

"If not for this Venerable One's primordial dragon body not yet having reached Major Achievement!"

"A mere Late Nascent Soul Stage?"

"This Venerable One could crush them completely with a single claw!"

He muttered, his intention filled with endless 'disdain.'

Then, he once again, like a carefree salted fish, lazily coiled himself on the bed made of Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Jade.

Closed his eyes! Went AFK! Sunbathed!

...Time flew by, like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, ten days had quietly passed.

Within these ten days, the entire Fallen Immortal City was immersed in an atmosphere of immense 'oppression' and 'grief.'

Until the tenth day!

Sect Master Shangguan Jing's old voice, filled with endless 'majesty' and 'fatigue,' finally resounded throughout the entire city!

"Transmit this Venerable One's decree!"

"Old Ancestor Jin, for our Beast Taming Sect, guarded the 'Yin Spirit' battlefield, toiled with utmost devotion, and served until death!"

"Today, he unfortunately passed away!"

"This is truly a huge... loss for our sect!"

"This Venerable One has decided!"

"Immediately set off!"

"Escort Old Ancestor Jin's Dharma Body back to the 'Beast Taming Sect' headquarters!"

"To hold the grandest... funeral for him!"

"All Golden Core (Immortal Master) and above Disciples and Elders of our Beast Taming Sect shall accompany this Venerable One on the... escort!"

"Buzz—!"

The tightly shut Cultivation Chamber stone door burst open!

Ye Feiyan's beautiful figure, filled with endless 'coldness' and a hint of 'impatience,' slowly walked out from it.

Her beautiful phoenix eyes, filled with endless coldness, looked distantly at Xuan Mo, who was already 'ready to depart.'

"Let's go."

"Again, I have to waste several days of this Venerable One's... Cultivate time!"

"Hmph..."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Mo merely curled his lips in disdain.

"Little girl, you're trying to lecture this Venerable One now?"

"If not for this Venerable One's primordial dragon body not yet having reached Major Achievement!"

"A mere Late Nascent Soul Stage?"

"This Venerable One could crush them completely with a single claw!"

He muttered, his intention filled with endless 'disdain.'

Then, he once again, like a carefree salted fish, lazily coiled himself on the bed made of Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Jade.

Closed his eyes! Went AFK! Sunbathed!

...Time flew by, like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, ten days had quietly passed.

Within these ten days, the entire Fallen Immortal City was immersed in an atmosphere of immense 'oppression' and 'grief.'

Until the tenth day!

Sect Master Shangguan Jing's old voice, filled with endless 'majesty' and 'fatigue,' finally resounded throughout the entire city!

"Transmit this Venerable One's decree!"

"Old Ancestor Jin, for our Beast Taming Sect, guarded the 'Yin Spirit' battlefield, toiled with utmost devotion, and served until death!"

"Today, he unfortunately passed away!"

"This is truly a huge... loss for our sect!"

"This Venerable One has decided!"

"Immediately set off!"

"Escort Old Ancestor Jin's Dharma Body back to the 'Beast Taming Sect' headquarters!"

"To hold the grandest... funeral for him!"

"All Golden Core (Immortal Master) and above Disciples and Elders of our Beast Taming Sect shall accompany this Venerable One on the... escort!"

"Buzz—!"

The tightly shut Cultivation Chamber stone door burst open!

Ye Feiyan's beautiful figure, filled with endless 'coldness' and a hint of 'impatience,' slowly walked out from it.

Her beautiful phoenix eyes, filled with endless coldness, looked distantly at Xuan Mo, who was already 'ready to depart.'

"Let's go."

"Again, I have to waste several days of this Venerable One's... Cultivate time!"