Wang Hou left.
Xu Yang and his wives, along with Yue Niang, left the area as well.
Everything returned to its original calm.
The islands that had been covered in billowing smoke disappeared into the depths of the sea. The faint moonlight and starlight bathed the area, and the sea breeze blew ceaselessly, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
About 20 minutes later...
A purple lightning bolt streaked across the western sky.
The purple lightning was initially far away, but in the blink of an eye, it reached the area above the sea where the "former" Asura Sect's mountain gate was located, transforming into a muscular, bald white man.
The white man seemed to be about thirty years old, standing nearly 6'3" tall, his strong muscles stretching his clothes tight.
His eyes were sharp, with lightning flickering deep within. He looked around and exclaimed in surprise, "What a powerful essence of blades... Wang Hou's blade skill has actually reached this level?"
