Tianyong Mountain, Heaven God Temple.
Yun'er was sitting on the threshold, her jade-like hand supporting her delicate chin, gazing into the distant sky.
Ya Yun, on the other hand, stood gracefully by the window, her hands clasped in silent prayer.
To avoid interfering with Wang Ye and Tianyin's great battle, the two women did not go to Qiankun Mountain.
The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the strong wind stopped gusting. The sky was filled with a pale golden energy.
A manuscript flew into the Heavenly God Residence.
Ya Yun sat on the threshold, watching the increasingly beautiful sky, and saw a manuscript flying in.
A flash of happiness appeared on her face, and the smile at the corner of her mouth gradually spread.
"The Sect Master has won!"
Upon hearing this, Yun'er was naturally very pleased, but since the Sect Master hadn't returned,
how did Ya Yun know that the Sect Master had won?
