"Whish! Whish! Whish!"
After the various heroes and supreme beings established the three-year sworn deferred challenges, they transformed into streaks of light and disappeared into the long night.
With his brows tightly furrowed and a grave expression on his face, Xiaoyaozi watched Taixu Sword Venerate and the others as they flew away into the distance. Once they vanished into the depths of the night, he swiftly turned around, leaped, and appeared before Ye Xuan.
"In the end, lad, you have embarked on this path of no return."
Xiaoyaozi chuckled bitterly a few times, revealing a gentle smile. He crouched down, picked up Ye Xuan, and walked over a ground stained with blood and littered with corpses, heading towards the mountain's edge.
Bai Mountain, shrouded in mist, with mountain ranges stretching out, resonated with the howls of wild beasts echoing in the hills.
A thatched hut, a winding path, and a fertile field; this was Xiaoyaozi's abode.
