As the deafening echoes of the explosion finally subsided, silence settled over the ruins of Celestial Peak City. Within the midst of the devastation, five figures emerged like apparitions from the billowing smoke and crumbling debris: Elder Chen, Elder Han, Di Yang, and Sylvara stood amidst the wreckage, their expressions no longer filled with malice and treachery, but rather gratitude and relief.
Their eyes were drawn to the fifth figure standing amongst them – Mi Ling.
Standing amidst the crumbling ruins, Mi Ling wore a serene expression on her face as she delicately held a golden jade ornament in her hand. The intricate patterns adorning the ornament seemed to exude an ethereal glow, captivating the onlookers.
