After Shen Wanjing, Wan Daorong and the other powerhouses left, the bloody stench lingering over Flame Moon Sect had yet to disperse, and the shattered Array Foundations and crisscrossing cracks still told of the brutality of the battle just fought.
Although Flame Moon Sect had escaped annihilation, the heavy atmosphere hanging in the air did not dissipate because of it.
Yang Fei swept his Divine Sense across the territory of Flame Moon Sect. Seeing many of the once magnificent halls damaged by the duel of powerhouses, scars everywhere, his heart couldn't help but grow complicated. In this battle today, he did gain something, but when he first faced Su Baili, he had almost not even had the chance to flee.
"Late stage Core Formation is still too weak." Yang Fei muttered, his gaze heavy.
If other Cultivators in the Southern Domain Cultivation World knew what he was thinking at this moment, they would certainly think he was putting on airs.
