The once noisy valley quickly quieted down, whether it was Tang Sect from Mount Shu or Underworld, numerous disciples had already returned to their positions, and Divine Path Experts had also retreated to guard their respective checkpoints.
At this moment, Ye Feng remained motionless, squeezed atop a dense ancient tree, his whole body concealing his breath without leaking a trace. After all, there were quite a few Divine Path Experts nearby, and he would be detected the moment he was careless.
Although on the surface, he was covered in blood, with wounds all over his body, these were just superficial injuries. Coupled with his robust physique, it only took a few short breaths for these wounds to fully heal.
"Looking at the situation, it seems the people above must have all withdrawn, their focus no longer here,"
Ye Feng pondered inwardly while his eyes turned toward the valley below.
