"All good?" Ye Qingtang looked at Ling Yan, speaking at a low volume that only the both of them could hear.
A short nod from Ling Yan signaled for Ye Qingtang to leave first.
It wasn't likely for this incident to just end so easily.
Ye Qingtang was afraid that they would be exposed and she quickly flew away with Ling Yan.
"This valley is only one of the Ancient You Clan's locations. I'm sure the Crimson League did this to assert dominance," Ling Yan said.
"Well, there's no way the Ancient You Clan can find the Netherworld Ring and hand it over. They will not be able to make peace." Ye Qingtang was elated.
After all, she had achieved her aims of dragging the Crimson League down.
Some time after Ye Qingtang returned to the Temple of Shadows, she used another voice transmission stone to contract You Qiong.
"Holy Lord." You Qiong's voice came from the voice transmission stone.
"How is it?" Ye Qingtang asked.
